Afghan Women's Writing Project
No one thinks her long skirt is clean enough to kneel and pray on.
But her scarf is clear as a virgin sky.
When you are not with me
I say Allah Hafiz to everyone.
Without you, my beloved, I am silent, without laughter or speech.
Mother of mine, you can be a spokeswoman for peace,
Because you are love, honesty, and sentiment.
My friend is like a mountain, high and quiet
Silent and immolated
by my society’s bad customs,
I believe in love, forgiveness, loyalty.
What is the nature of life?
Someone is happy and laughs
But another cries and is full of sadness
If someone asks about her
You should answer:
“The passenger girl, she came alone and she went alone too.”
My tears encourage me to continue my life
With power and energy.
They bear my soul and console me.
Life is a goal achieved
A book read and finished
An exam passed.
When I became aware that you loved the moon more than me,
I decided to forget you.
History is changed by the small actions of ordinary people. —Zahra A.
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