Every day in Afghanistan, people walk with fear and think death is following them.
What is there to write that can make
The world listen
Should I talk about immigration?
About all those injured
Killed in Kabul’s attack!
Your future can only be built by your hand
Not by other people or men’s words
We are alone in a broad world
We are homeless birds
Zahra Ab. is a university student in northern Afghanistan.
She has no identity, no value.
If a woman has value, it is because of her body.
A half-figure with a fake smile.
We humans have invented so much
In the 21st century
Why can’t we discover
Our own pure hearts
I touch the river and
I see how lucky I am
To feel its wetness
I closed my eyes and tried to imagine good days for Afghan women. I couldn’t think of anything.