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kis ka Qasoor (Whose fault)…1408-2k15
Frolicked skipped and we played.
Smiling innocent kids waylaid. Village paths that were our own. Where we scampered had kites flown. Mundane bustle of commoner’s lives Naively we thought all could thrive Yet to grow in strength and height. Oblivious to this satanic blight. Ghoulish winds have blown us bye. Thrown in darkness to silent sigh. The horrid day our way was blocked. And our life so cruelly rocked. Used to run behind the MP’s car.In carefree time of childhood days. Barely get what the criminal says. Not in wildest dreams we had thought. Would be forced to live a lifelong blot. Begging with pleas and our cries. To innocence there, said good byes. Hung upside down in deathly wells. Felt the shudder of crushing knells. Shadows crept and the days slipped. Slowly the curse our smiles sipped. Now forced to live a tainted life In broken bits by a thrust strife O’where the law to secure our land? original saadat tahir 14th Aug, 2015 Rafha-KSA P.S. Deeply distressed and disturbed on the sad and horrific developments in a town in Punjab-Pakistan, namely Qasoor. Where rank pedophilia; unfettered and wretched forced sex and exploitation is unfolding as the stuff of revolutions. Kudos to ARY and the free media for voicing the anguish of common people, the life they live and how they are exploited by the Police / politician criminal link up. |
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qasoor yet again
woe be to our thieving leaders......we did nothing for those kids...so here the calamity repeats itself.....what a shame.
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