Behind The Bars
(Written in the days of dictatorship)
The law of forest
Governs where I live in;
Neither sighs, nor cries,
Nor expressionless eyes
Affect the rulers;
Nor any shriek awakens
The slumbering conscience,
Nor any tragic event knocks
At the door of hardened heart.
All treacherous, lecherous
With leprous hands,
Have imprisoned the nation,
Behind the invisible bars.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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