Afghanistan 2
Chaitali Chattopadhyay
Translated by Shyamashri Ray Karmakar
The Gun has aimed the quiet back.
The Gun is killing the songs.
The Gun is destroying abodes and
The Gun is tearing apart truth.
The Gun is erasing the story scripted on the celluloid.
The Gun is throwing away all the laughter, that are feminine.
The Gun has picked up the art, the art that once created the serene...
The Gun has spread the thorns on the wide road...
The Gun will commence its speech, others will fall asleep...
The Gun has kissed the dead forehead, an endless kiss...
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