Flames
By Ali Ashhar
The horizon of fraternity
is overshadowed
by the clouds of injustice
I conceive a disease that has swept
the nooks and crannies of the earth
a disease whose fatality knows no count,
a disease whose vaccine is yet to be found
I open my eyes and witness
so much pain
deep inside
sufferings on the border,
sufferings in the town,
sufferings in the tribe,
sufferings beneath the layers of skin,
sufferings on the languages of tongue—
a flame ravaging over the ages
pain that comes to humanity
under the disguise
of colour, caste, religion or language
pain that is indifferent to mankind
of gender and generation
yet different to human beings
of prejudice and pride—
a homogenous theme that
haunts heterogeneous stories.