This one goes out to those so-called good humans who claim are humans enough – and who claim can understand enough.

tell me you, “the ones”
with no human conscience
how peacefully do you sleep
while millions of others
can’t sleep
because of starvation?

I hear the cheerful
tosses of your glasses
every night and smell
the the amount of food
you waste.

I still wonder,
are you humans enough
to genuinely percieve
how it really feels
to become one of them?
have you ever thought
about it?

Are you blind?
can’t you see them?
why do you keep closed
your human eyes?
If you are one?

How do you turn your face away
when you see them sleeping
with empty stomach
and pour unsired tears –
at the very same time
when you are wasting your food
and tossing glasses of beers?

I wonder,
are you humans enough,
collecting in the name of poors
and loading in your bank accounts
and then acting as if
you are their boss?

Are you still acting
to be the boss??

I still wonder,
what makes you
so confident to make
a false proclamation
for this divine status

I still have one more wonder,
how good are you
at deceiving people
with your empty promises?

The empty promises
to your human fellows
who with hope come to you
and seek your assistance
in the name of your own race
but you relieve them
with your ruthless lies
or unkind words of tries?

Tell me,
tell me,
where have you lost
your human conscience,
having no human values
nor human hearts,
neither human eyes?

Tell me,
how many days do you offer
in your Masjids?
or how many days in a week,
do you go to your Churches?

Tell me,
what do you promise there
with your Gods?

Tell me,
how do you feel
after you break
them one by one?

Now, it’s you
who should wonder
when you close your eyes
and carefully contemplate
what I daily wonder.

I am sure,
those of you
who are genuinely humans enough
shall feel good,
but those of you
who are not humans enough
will surely feel cursed.

Only those with human conscience
can have these feelings,
not everyone.

Abdul Samad Haidari

About samad1986

Abdul Samad Haidari is a poet, writer, teacher and a former freelance journalist, currently residing in Indonesia as a stateless refugee. He is the author of The Red Ribbon He fled his home country at the age of seven and grew up wandering in Pakistan and Iran as a child refugee, and was separated from his family for the majority of his childhood. For two years, at the age of eight and nine, he was forced into child labour in the construction industry in Iran. In contrast, Pakistan offered refugees like him the opportunity to study and work. This education and work experience culminated in Abdul teaching computer studies and English language courses at the Intel Computer Center and Pak Oxford Professionals. After the collapse of the Taliban government, Abdul returned to Afghanistan thinking that the security situation had improved, and that he could take part in the reconstruction of his war-torn country. With this in mind, Abdul served as a freelance journalist and humanitarian aid-worker in areas of the country that remained dangerous to civilians because of the influence of terrorist groups. Abdul served with the Norwegian refugee council (NRC), ActionAid Afghanistan, Daily Outlook Afghanistan group of newspapers, and The Daily Afghanistan Express. As a freelance journalist, Abdul wrote articles and editorials about on-the-ground realities, which were then circulated widely. These had a particular focus on women and children’s rights, corruption, transparency and accountability in government, warlords and terrorist groups’ actions and the systematic persecution of minority groups in both Afghanistan and Pakistan.
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