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Elegy of a Pellet Victim
now I cannot see
the color of my clothes I wear everyday
now I cannot see
how my brother looks as a groom.
the color of my world is lost,
my eyes don’t see (now)
except darkness
for I dared to ask for my right- freedom.
I am the only one whose eyes can’t see, I thought
till I saw my comrades in the same line holding sticks
our oppressor will be happy to give us this gift, I think
neither I can recognize my friends, nor they can see me
for being sightless, I cannot play with my friends:
can’t join them when they call
the arena, where I’ve spent my whole childhood
has now become a strange place for me
I remember those days, when I used to write my personal diary
now it seems, my eyes have betrayed me in writing my ordeal
those desires and aims which I had, have lost their value now.
now it seems, “to survive in darkness has taken birth as my new ambition”
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Muhammad Ansur
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