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A Thousand Splendid Suns Part 6

The war is a part of life There was always the sound of bombs The sound of people dying One landed close The neighbors Rasheed and I rushed out The house was destroyed I saw pieces of the mother The father Under a pile of rubble was the girl, Laila So young and beautiful Lost her parents Home Future Rasheed carried her to our house We cared for her till she was strong Rasheed doted on her I knew his intentions Soon I would not be the only one The only wife to Rasheed For Laila it was my fate Or death.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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