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Poem by Salman Khan
Kashmir by: Rasool Synam Jibreel
Dreams of Kashmir
(Dedicated to the People of Kashmir and their tireless fighter Cde Salman Khan)
I dream
I dream
I dream
Dreams of Kashmir
Palestine
And Africa
Suffering the jackboot of oppression and occupation
Marginalization and invisibilation
Your cries unheard
Your pain unseen
As the world looks in uncaringly
Rushing through malls for yet another flat screen TV
Issuing fatwas against others whilst evading the issue
Of death and destruction
Empty people with empty hearts watching empty screens
Reflected in their empty eyes
I see you in my dreams
Bleeding
Pleading
Bloodied
Brutalized
As the world looks on
Uncaringly
I see the whitened bones in your killing fields
see you in my dreams
Kashmir
My brother
Sister
Child
Comrade
Friend
I am as angry as I am sad
We have lamented
We have wept
We have gnashed our teeth
But now we are angry
We want justice
We will raise our fists
And speak your name
And sing of you
Around the campfires
Telling the uncaring world about your plight
Your anger
Your will
Your resistance
To being cowed
And intimidated
We will speak thus
Even if no one remembers
I will close my eyes and see you
Shouting your slogans
Revolutions happen this way
As the oppressed rise
Will walk with you
Amongst your garden of flowers
When we are both free
And our pain just a memory
The fragrance of freedom will waft through the air
The nightingale will sing her song
We will be at peace
I dream of you
Just as I know that you dream of me
In common dreams of freedom and liberty
Of hope
And new dawns
New beginnings
Do not surrender your dreams
Even if the world is against you
You are not alone
I have you
And you have me
Both children of the Cosmos
The Cosmos knows our names
And whispers them amongst the stars
Let our names rather be
Amongst fallen warriors
Than docile slaves
Aluta continua
The struggle continues
rassool jibraeel snyman©️30/6/2018
“The Poetic Assassin
they have martyred you,
they will martyr more,
but they will never kill:
Your beliefs, your voices.
Your love for
your hearts live on in every mujahideen & in the souls of every
SPB~Poem on
To keep a loving mother & father from their sons is inhuman.
The bonds between them remain strong no matter where they are.
I pray they are united soon.
India are breaking
By SPB