Friday, 9 November 2018

“Nabiha Iqbal- “If I Survive” “

“Nabiha Iqbal- “If I Survive” “

A poem from the words of forgotten soldiers 
Who fought and died for a war not theirs. 

Conscripted into the ranks of gun fodder 
Limbless they saw all the horrors

And none of the benefits 
For this was not a war for democracy, nor freedom 

But continued misery, under their colonial masters 
Not a war to protect, but a war over Africa’s fertile soil. 

Whilst this has gone and done 
We still live in that past 

For Africa still scrambles out of that pitiless pit  
And the World still reels from our colonial past

The present and the future 
Of neo-colonial arms 

In Palestine, Syria and the Yemen 
They yet live from palm to palm

Suffering the injustice of seeing their futures denied 
Their children killed, yet more cannon fodder for our guns. 

(C) Shafeesthoughts 
9th November 2018

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