I know a place where noting and everything is possible – in one way or another. A place where a drop of tears destroys a day-long laughter and instead offers terror. A place where every-day has its own reproach and peace of mind does not exist at all. A place where the memories of yesterday hurt badly and remind of only miseries and destructions.
I know a place where love has lost its inspiration and betrayed with beautiful colours. A place where only war, violence, annihilation are everlasting. A place where everything is controlled by a force and dictatorship only in the picture and slogan of democracy.
I know a place where we only hope but do not see it turn into reality. A place where I only struggled for my survival but never lived. A place where I forgot to live for the sake of remaining alive.
I know a place where my childhood has been taken away. A place where my youngness has been ruined. A place where my career has been taken away. A place where my pen was broken. A place where my books were burned. A place where my breadwinners were hanged to death. A place where hatred became the way of life. A place where taking righteous steps will leave you in cold blood.
I know a place where trust is absent and hypocrisy has replaced honesty. A place where the good memories of yesterday are only written but no longer enjoyed. A place where its history is painted with the blood of innocent souls. A place where its government rules the orphans and widows. A place where every-day is full of struggles at the cost of lives. A place where you cannot rely on your so-called protectors. A place where mercy has disappeared. A place where your sole right is distributed.
I know a place where dream seem so far from reality and only a decimeter intervention can make it turn into reality. A place where other people’s tears is others laughter and became a joy. A place where noting is tangible but vanity. A place where the sunrise and sunset fight for supremacy and the nights are filled with horror. A place where talent has no value and money rocks the key positions.
I know of a place full of pretensions, ifs and buts with repeating lies to secure the status. A place where friendship is unkind and loyalty is rare. A place where there is no faith again for survival. A place where goodness is the last thing we prefer to ever share. A place where time waits for no man and the rights are distributed on percentage based on the ratio of population. A place where age is a disgrace and gender is bizarre. A place where beauty dances and corruption rules.
I know of a place where justice is a dead and protection turned into slogan! A place where the good natures decay and humility is pusillanimous. A place where the truth warrants death and integrity is extinguished. A place where law is a mere session of contention and warlords’ rock on the rights of powerless people. A place where religion is an avenue of death and persecution. A place where morality is dead and horror is enforcing.
I know of a place where the dirt is proud and praise itself above its worth. A place where humanity lost moral sense and swims in the waters of immortality. I know a place where the clouds is full of tears and the sun shines with the blood, and casualties celebrate gone casually. A place where death is inevitable and to return home alive became the matter of a chance. A place where governing the powerless and helpless people has become a race.
I know a place where since I realized my existence rocks in bloodshed, violence and it does so until now. A place where the right to life is bestowed by Allah but the right to live is decided by cowards. A place where everyone sheds bleeding tears out of injustice and day-to-day losing of innocent souls. A place where the children begin their morning with the sound of bombasts instead of the singing sound of birds. A place where kindness, equality, justice, unity, love and mercy became mysterious.
(Dedicated to War-torn People)