WHERE IS THE DAWN?

For My Suffering Afghan Sisters And All other Women Who Suffer The Same Plight

By
Zieba Shorish-Shamley
July 12, 2000


Oh! Where is the dawn in this darkest night?

War is raging on, for gains of those with might

Ruins are all around, dead everything, no life

Homeland dies of thirst, shrubs dry like knife



Hunger, thirst and ills, have fallen on us all

Even plants and animals, must pay for this toll

Fire burns in North, drought engulf the South

Nothing will be left, this is without a doubt



Terrorist, thugs and thieves, in my beloved land

Murder young and old, or cut limbs and hand

Bands of armed thieves, illegal drug and arm

No justice in this land, chaos is the norm



Women, girls and boys, we are bought and sold

Used for sex like animals, masters cruel and cold

The sex-salves are made of girls ages nine

Child soldiers ages ten, killed in the front line



The children are hungry, thirsty and all ill

Searching crumbs of food and every garbage pail

Have lost home and parents, they have lost all hope

No one seems to care, to teach them how to cope



They know the bitter truth, that future is lost

They must pay with lives, that is what it cost

If not die of hunger, landmines and disease

Kill them by the thousands, the pain never ease



Rulers, foreign agents, hostage Afghan nation

They aim to kill us all, by force,  suffocation

The Talib is a puppet, of foreign intervention

Ruling my own land, making new convention



Invaders who are Paks, Arabs, others as well

Robbing all we have, no one dares to tell

Rampant run assailants, in my beloved land

Raping women and girls, bury people in sand



Listen to these edicts, impose the foreign rule

No sense in them all, they do belong to fool(s)

No base in religion, culture or tradition

They force upon the people, edicts, prohibition(s)



Talibs have decreed that, women are like beasts

Corrupt, evil and harmful, to say the very least

"Chain them to the wall, beat them with the whip"

"If they resist the order, cut off tongs and lip(s)"



"Keep them in the cell, they cannot leave home"

" Must bury them alive, in deepest darkest tomb"

" Kill them with stones, or set them all alight"

" Protect our honor, this is the man's right!"



"Keep them in the dark, no right of education"

" They cannot work at all, keep ill Afghan nation"

" Keep on destroying, knowledge, art and book(s)"

" Erase ancient history, everywhere you look"



"We must rule this nation," this is the foreign call

"We must have this land, we must have it all"

" Gas, oil, all the riches, and everything in sight"

" All must belong to us, for this is our right!"



My people helpless pray, attacked by foreign dogs

Torn in to different pieces, chained to the heavy logs

No one to help this nation, that has suffered so long

When will the torture end? Who will right this wrong?



When will the dawn come, in this accursed night?

When will there be peace, when will end this fight?

When is there an end, to all atrocious crime(s)?

When will we see again, no war, freedom time?
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