The Scars Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

They fear them more than they feared
The vanguard, whence Reason was in formation,
When rounding of women in flocks, to the bazaar
The bidding is the war's spoil, the catch is bigger.
Then sin is to the eyes, lest they may be deprived
Heaven holds multitudes, after death, on scale.
Adriana's body on the bill-board, in soot for modesty;

And those others sprayed with acid, by Honorable
Mind's perversions against signs of freedom,
Fragile control on the eyes, undisciplined lust, Jealousy
Yet may overcome the believer's heart,
And may at last on herd of chattel, buried alive
Or smeared on face, abused, despised, shunned
The acid-girls take the scars to their graves.

Sadiqullah Khan
Islamabad
July 23,2014.