Wandering

by Masoma S. Hossaini

Let’s go to ask
Afghanistan’s people
Who were burned in fire
Endured the loss of loved ones
Everyone heard
The sound of guns
Homeland broken down,
broken down

My homeland
My eyes became tearful
We are all Afghans
We are all, praise be to God, Muslims
In this dusty world
We are also human
I’m aware of you
From my heart’s condition

But terrorists are not human,
Not true Muslims
Look at the date of the world
The nation of Afghanistan
Look at what has been done by zeal
The name was Khorasan
All were panicked
By the name in the world
By one sound, by one voice
Always ready to fight

Let’s get to work
Let’s make Afghanistan green and fresh again.