Nargis Farahmand

Nargis Farahmand (born June 25, 1983), female poet of Afghani origins.

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June 25 - 1983

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Although currently a student, the work of Farahmand are currently well known around the world for their heart wrenching imagery. An example of such work is called Afghan Burns, The World Rejoices:

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The streets are lined with blood,

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The dust is coloured red,

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The Orphan lies abandoned,

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Without food, water, or bed,

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The once enchanting city,

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Is now the capitol of fear,

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The world has shut it's heart,

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Pretending not to hear,

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The once green hills and valleys,

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Are now pits of graves,

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The once safe home to run to,

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Is now a killer blade,

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The once heard noise of laughter,

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Is now the wail of grief,

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The lives of many children,

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Are wretched and very brief,

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With every drop of laughter,

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The birds they used to sing,

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Now with every drop of blood,

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The trees and mountains ring,

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The morning call to prayer,

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Is shattered by the sounds,

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Of early morning fighting,

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Upon civilian grounds

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The martyrs are gone,

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Now the Muslims fight each other,

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Where is the Muslim Ummah,

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To care for one another.

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You can call yourself a scholar,

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You can say you are a king,

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But when your fellow humans die,

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You hide and do nothing,

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You can sit and say it's sad,

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But it will never be good,

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The troubled lives of those people,

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Will never be understood,

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And all the time the world,

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Thinks it fun to sit and see,

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All the poor, and dying Afghans,

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Crying in their plea,

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And it seems that as their blood,

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Drips uncontrolled,

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The story of he truth,

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Will never be told,

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Now the whole world is its enemy,

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No one wants to strive,

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While the world is merrymaking,

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Afghanistan is burned alive.

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