I wish Afghanistan was not a country
But instead a dry land
And no one lived in it.
I wish my country was not my love
I suffer from its pains.
Every problem grows in my country
Economy
Social
Terror
Bomb
I wish my country was only mountains
Without people
Or that it had a magic border
So I could close the doors
So terrorists could not come
For suicide attacks.

By Tabasom

photo by A. Slobodianik