Memory of an Encounter in Early Childhood

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My childhood wrecked - 

The dreams and the bliss marred 

They with their rusty guns

Shot dead my beloved

In the dead of night

I neither shall forgive them

Nor ever shall they be forgotten

Sacred with thunders

From skies and bullets

Of horrible men

We caged ourselves, only to witness horror

Of esteemed occupier

Shattering of our windows panes

Bruising delicate arm of my mother

I cried copiously for mercy from above

I neither shall forgive them

Nor ever they shall be forgotten

In the torrents when

I was kicked out from my nest

With barefoot I was in the chilling weather

Looked towards the sky

Oh, Allah! Sand down Ababeel

The men lying

In a pool of blood

The agonizing memory I have

I neither shall forgive them

Nor ever they shall be forgotten

The men with broken legs

Blood and rain mingling together

I feared imminent death

And loss of beloved

From trauma I pray for relief 

I neither shall forgive them

Nor ever they shall be forgotten