“I want to guard flowers against animals
I admire beauty and promote love
I want a wholesome peace with no crack
That's why I'm continuously under attack!”

RAPIDFIRE POEMS OF AN INCARCERATED POET FROM PAKISTAN

The lifeless tyrant

By Habib Sulemani



The tyrant lit the fire of oppression
intending to burn the innocent alive
(the price for thinking independently
and expressing their feeling freely
which is a serious crime
in the conformist tribal society!)

But it has gone the other way round!
Now, the tyrant will burn to ashes
in the fire of barbarism…

Oh, really? 

O’ yeah!

Can't believe it!

It’s not a damn poem!

Ah!
But where the ashes would be scattered?
over the Karakoram mountaintop
sacred Ganges, poetic Thames
deep Atlantic or
in New York's Central Park?

None of these places at all!

Eh?

Yeah!
A tyrant has neither life nor a burial place
in the changed world!

So?

The ashes would be flicked into the
gutter-lines of the gutter…
then mother earth would be clean and free!
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