The Coin Of Death Poem by Muhammad Shanazar

Come! Let us steal redness from the blood,
Leisure from the time,
And a little warmth from the sun,
Then let us drive sinking pulsations
With the lashes of heart beat,
So that we get the wilderness of life,
Leave behind in race all rivers,
Kick hard the mountains,
Squat on the ashes of harsh wind,
Then we shall change the world,
And turn over the coin of death.

Written by Shazia Akbar
Translated by Muhammad Shanazar