The plastic bottled boy and God

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Lord,

“Hello my child

how are you?”

The plastic bottled boy,

“Lord, I am bleeding.

They butchered my right

and left arms too.

They have stabbed my hope.

They disappointed me.”

Lord,

“I can see it all…

I am watching you my child.”

The plastic bottled boy,

“It hurts very badly,

my Lord.

It feels as if I am lost…

I am confused, helpless.

I have to keep my mouth shut.

I don’t have to speak a word

with others Lord

because I am afraid.”

Lord,

“Don’t be weary my child,

you are not alone.

I am everywhere with you;

with every breeze you hear,

is me –

I am in every breathe,

you inhale…

I shall mend you back.

I will not steer you wrong,

for your path is so bright.

I have a plan for your life…

Keep doing what is right,

continue doing as you do now.

I watch upon your struggles;

they have rewards before me.

These pains are not permanent,

I will cast them away soon;

You will reap good rewards;

You will be well worth the gain.

Hold tight, your blessing is

about to come through.

I won’t throw you away my child.”

The plastic bottled boy,

“Thank you God for bearing me.

Thank you for the guidance and love.

I thank you for the wisdom,

you are instilling into me.

I am at peace now!”

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By: Abdul Samad Haidari

(03/07/2015 – 08:28am,

Jakarta, Indonesia).

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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