June 4, 2011
I write for the oppressed (3)
By Habib Sulemani
Lo and behold!
The incarceration has awarded me with
an invisible third eye and a sixth sense!
Tyrants're intellectually blind
They can't understand!
They talk nonsense…
But never tolerate the common sense!
That—dictator’s the worst liar…
All tyrants’re destined to failure!
O tyrants of my time!
You can attack me for writing the truth!
You can restrict me to my small house so that
I couldn’t interact with the youth—directly!
You can send me to prison for being a humanist,
and opposing the fascist!
You can torture me at your safe-houses
for thinking the unthinkable!
But you can't ruin my life at all...
The words of a true writer're evergreen!
But the evergreen,
no blind has ever seen!
Keep this in your conscious mind:
A hoodlum can’t hood my power of imagination!
My words're an asset to the poor,
and the oppressed…
I write for those facing atrocities...
Breach of trust—you’d never ever find!
© Habib R. Sulemani
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Posted by The Terrorland at 1:02:00 AM