By Mahtab Sahel
Translated by Asadullah Jafari “Pezhman”
Bloody headlines of world news, Kabul
Murder, escape, crying, volcano blasts, Kabul
The bitter screams of the wounded left on the ground
When will it reach near the God in heaven, Kabul?
You remain as tired as the corpse of young
between the filthy teeth of dogs, Kabul
Gunpowder and mortars from your streets every moment
Your clouds, instead of the hemlock rain, Kabul
These days you are amidst death and misery
These days you are among enemies, Kabul
How long must you bear dying every day?
Nothing came of others, Kabul
You are a mother with bloody breasts
Poisoning the throats of the children, Kabul
I love you with all these ruins and ruins
Stay with me! Stay with me! Stay with me, Kabul!