Dear Nation! (The radio speaks) Your land is in danger, The enemies are ready To pull the trigger, But bullet for bullet And two dead for one, We will fight Till we won. The same story was told To a ten years old, Living in my neighbour Across the border, Both were we frightened Both were we urged That the life of neighbour cum enemy ‘Cost none’. Oh military! Listen! On border you fight so fervently And defend us ardently, You fuel your jets And raise yourself high But do You care? Near a trash drum A hungry infant dies. Oh my guardians! Can you see that corpse? A breathless, senseless, frozen corpse Buried within my heart. Can you read that epitaph? Inscribed so deep and dark ‘Here lies an artist Who was abstained from singing But for you, he crammed so well That his life became a hell’ Oh ‘politics’! You are above all. If Military kills the flesh And Guardians kill the soul You are so blessed To stab both. The writer can be reached at nabafatima.1996@yahoo.com Published in Daily Times, October 1st 2017.