A Poem To The Government

Afghans suffers pain, trial, labor, grief, sorrow, tragedy.
Now the president needs to serve them
Serve for people, serve those who need

Serve for those who have lost their families, loved ones who live only in memory.
Serve for those who have lost their parents, who had dignity but are now called orphans.
Serve for orphans who hide their face with their hands and hear the slap of tongues when they say thanks.
Serve for orphans who watch other parents caress their children
Tears come from their eyes as thunder appears in the sky.
Tears of hopelessness, discouragement, depression.
Serve for people, serve for those who need

Serve for the mother who lost her sons, now passing her life with memories
Her tears are her best friends; she shares her pains and complaints with them.
Serve for those women who lost their husbands in war, suicide attackers who were supporting them and were as the ceiling of their home.
Now their home is without a ceiling and has no support—what will happen to their lives? Who will care for them?
Serve for those women and men who are addicted, don’t have money and, in order to buy drugs, do illegal actions.
Serve for people, serve for those who need

Serve for your country, which has many wounds
These wounds have become a cancer
Find the way to calm these wounds.
Serve for your country, which is losing its sight
Bring light by building schools all over the country for male and female
And pave the way for higher educations abroad, to avoid having to wear eyeglasses
Because if some of our young graduate from university, it is like our country has a little power of sight
But to be educated in developing countries is to find the self-confidence to see completely.
Serve for those women who were exchanged for animals, whose families trampled their rights.
Serve for people, serve for those who need

Serve for those children who leave school to sell gum or water, polish shoes, and wash cars to support their family.
Serve for those children who wash cars in cold weather without warm clothes, Coughing, bending their pants and sleeves so their knees and elbows stay dry
They don’t have hot water but continue washing the car to find 40 Afs for their efforts
Not enough, especially when there is a storm.
Serve for those children who never ask for nice, clean clothes as others have
Never ask for the good food they need, never ask their parents to carry them,
But are supporting their families.
Serve for people, serve for those who need

Serve for Afghan people
Half of them have psychological problems,
Worrying about kidnapping, human trafficking, suicide attackers, poverty and more.
Serve for those with tears in their eyes, wounds on their body, grief in their hearts
But who close their mouths and cry in silence
As the cloudy sky roars with little rain.

Serve for people, serve for those who need.

By Freshta

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3 responses to “A Poem To The Government

  1. This is a beautifully written, brave, powerful poem. I admire how you wrote this with specific examples of wrongs that need to be addressed by the government and then finished up with lines that were more general and cover all of them. I particularly liked the line that reads:

    Serve for those with tears in their eyes, wounds on their body, grief in their hearts

    A first rate job of writing.

  2. What a powerful poem. The specific details are well done and really bring home just how much needs to be done for you country. Please keep up the writing. It’s important work and you’re wonderful at it.

  3. Well said. You clearly describe the wounds of the Afghan people.

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