The child's lament
....... THE WAILING CHILD OF KASHMIR. 😰😰
"" Papa, get up, it is getting late now,
Mama is waiting us at home,
Papa get up now, millitray is around,
"Papa look at the gun pointed at us,
They will shoot us, get up now"!
Papa! see no one is around us,
Why do not you talk, please get up!
Speak, or i will search in your pockets,
Where have you concealed my money,
I have to buy a chocolate and khata metha,
Oh papa! Why do you not speak ,.. weeping..😰😰!!!
Papa get up, or i will tickle your belly,
Oh papa! See the blood is oozing out,
What happened to you, why don't you speak,
Listen it is gun shots, i am fearing papa!
I am fearing papa, they will kill us, pa.. pa
Pap... a..... Pa... Pa... What happened to you!
Mama... Ma, look, what happened to papa,
Only gasping, not taking to me, Mam.... Ma..,
Speak to me, or i will not talk to you at home,
I will tell everything to Mama, speakk.... Sp..eak..spe..ak!.😰😰
I will take you to the hospital, just speak!
I will tell the doctor, just spe.. ak,... Speak...
Hay, MILITRY WALA, Look what happened to papa,
He is not speaking, Have you killed him ?
Papa..... Pappa.... Pappa.... Pappa... Papa😰😰
........ Aftab Tariq......
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