Poems Behind the Bars

Poems behind the bar[s], Begging...calling from high and far, Oh!...God...mighty...Akbar, Whiten our souls from dirt and tar! Help us to bring back the whiteness to the city, And sow a climate of love and pity, Our hearts are rotten with revenge, And throned with hatred and blind enmity, Help us to change and transform The mourning and yelling that inform.. The screams of victims who roam, The dark empty corridor(s), Into a joyful Yuyulations, And a baby-babbling...jubilation, The friendly gossips and fascination, Of the laborious quarters and more... To recall the nightingale-like gathering, The family bond and fathering, The story-telling of granny-mothering, The fairy-tails and folklore, The early prayers and adhan.. And the break-fasting in peace-Aman, But now we're living under a ban, Under the general and his corps.