Farkhunda

Shahla Latifi

 

 

 

 Farkhunda had a soul with layers of pain

That covered her hopes and desires

As a woman that she couldn’t be

 

Her eyes glistening with tears

Her heart shattered by despair

For she knew that her life as an ill woman was not easy

 

She wanted a rescuer

A guider

And a helping hand to give her hope

Comfort and a friendly smile

And to assure her that everything will get better

 

But instead, on that cold day of spring

Her dream and hopes were shattered

With stones of disbelief,betrayal and lies

 

Her body was taken out of her soul

With undeserved cruelty

And no respect for her life

 

I wonder how she felt in those moments tortured to a painful death

 

Did she still believe in God

Was she calling her mother from inside

Or did she know that the cruelty of human race

Is totally above all her good wishes combined

 

I also wonder with the tears in my heart

If she knew that compassion

Is a seldom gift that humanity bestows

 

I wonder if we can ever be able to rebuild

The broken compassion in our hearts

And let humanity shine like a burning star

 

Shahla Latifi

06-03-2015

 

  • Author: Shahla Latifi (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 13th, 2016 21:31
  • Comment from author about the poem: I dedicate this poem to Farkhunda, a mentally ill woman who was beaten to death after being falsely accused of burning the Koran in Kabul -Afghanistan.
  • Category: Reflection
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