Farkhunda’s Force

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Calling themselves patrons of Islam
They were men
Mark them forever as traitors

I Am Sorry, My Sister

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I want to write your name in red
with black coal: Marta-yer Farkhunda.
We will rename the Shah do Shamshera
Farkhunda Road to honor your memory

Fears

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How much violence can I tolerate?
What kind of sin is worth such brutality?
I am discouraged about our future

Welcoming Spring

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Spring, the beauty of life
Spring, the start of planned tasks
Spring, the reminder to forget bad memories

Love Took My Hand

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We flew
Toward the sky’s half-light with stars shining
Slowly your kind face appeared
I saw myself draw close

What I Know

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Stability comes from struggle
Feelings come from faith
Politeness comes from family
Parents come from destiny

My Untouched Soul

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He came to marry me
To buy me a necklace
An Arabic golden ring.

Gun or Pen

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A gun, a pen
Dirty mind, clean heart
No future, good future:
You are one, we are millions.

Why Only a Day?

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Why don’t you greet us every day, saying
“Happy women’s day!”

Wake Up and Walk

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Daughter of this sun-drenched land
Arise like a light morning breeze!
Wake up and call your name