One day, alongside the road,
I saw a woman, with water in her hands.
I was in the car, with air conditioning, but still I felt warm,
but that woman, she must bring water from at least 100 meters.
I looked at the future of Afghan women—
We call for changes, we claim we’ve made changes,
but I look to the life of that woman in the village.
She has to bring water, collect wood
no matter if it is hot or cold for her,
she has to do it because she has children.
Children need water and food,
she is a poor woman like many other women,
she does not have an umbrella like rich women to protect herself from the sun,
she does not have sunglasses to protect her eyes,
she does not have new shoes to cover her feet completely.
The small economy of her family, violence, and hard living are what she has.
Her children are deprived of education,
her husband, when he cannot find a job, returns home and beats his wife.
Who is responsible for all of this hardship for Afghan women?
Our leaders fight, our parliament members fight against each other.
Who will think about these women and children?
No, no, and no answer to my question
because everyone cares about their own, their position.
There are many victims and the victims are women—
Women, Women, Women, Women, Women, Women—
but stop thinking about tribes, ethnicity, and gender.
Think about all Afghans.
Photo: Sayaed Jan Sabawoon (RFE/RL)