Free Poem by Ahmed bashir

Here we live
Headless sheep
In a stormy terrain
Filed with wolves in a rain
Out to feed

Here we are
Orphaned lands
Our love the deceitful lave
Laid dead, buried with no grave
Mother lands

Here we cry
Orphaned lads
Holding empty feeders
Sucking gummy rubbers
Eyes staring

Here we stare
At the sky up so blue
And the cloud up like kite
Glide past our sight
All our hopes

In hope we were born
But free we will die