Where are you going? Oh, woman!
Your feet are tired from ages of suffering,
your burqa hides your face, but it cannot hide
the hard life you have tolerated in the past.
Your burqa hides your face, but cannot hide
the battles you fought in Afghanistan
or your pain.
Which way do you seek when there is no way?
On which un-returnable past have you turned your back?
What hopes and dreams are you gazing at and
seeking behind your burqa’s small window?
Oh, woman! Oh, my mother! Oh, my sister! Oh, my mate!
Your burqa’s wrinkles show your heart’s grief.
Which way do you turn to seek a cure
for your painful heart?
You, who have no rights and feel so alone,
your steps are sure to bring a brighter future!
You are esteemed and worshiped.
Photo by Murat Duzyol