This poem was written on the crimes against Dr. Afia, her kids, Murwa (Shahida-e-Hijab), innocent girls abused by Punjab Police and some other major female abuses in the backdrop of the hypocrisy of foreign funded NGO’s especially when compared to the scene they created on the SWAT whipping, which is now alleged to be a fabricated incident.
It than warns against the consequences of not changing these rogue attitudes.
In the darkest hours of low emotions
Came rays of hope from devotion
For the whipped girl of Swat
NGO’s people came out in large
We were so happy we were so glad
What a “revolution” against those “mad”
Nobody saw through the veil of deceit
The way it was planted to ruin the peace
Who got the tapes, how were they made
Don’t ask questions or you will be framed ……………
But where are the voices for Dr. Afia
The innocent prisoner with the US “mafia”
Where are her kids, wiped off the earth
Like nameless souls who never existed
Who’s gonna protest for the innocent Murwa
Killed for wearing her Hijab and burqa
In a courtroom of justice filled with people
Attacked by an Anglo-Saxon, without hesitation
What was the crime of her unborn baby
Killed in cold blood with her fearless mother
We must salute German police’s courage though
They shot her husband at point-blank, Oh there you go …….
How dare he try to save his wife
From the attacker, Alex the “white” ……………..
And when are we going to stand up for the girls
Kidnapped and gang raped by our own police-men
Taken from their weddings, oh that’s so fair
Just because they are poor and have nowhere?
Served to officers as trophies
Where are the NGO’s and their lobbies????
Were all the cries just to revoke peace deals
So as to serve foreign interests and get more meals
Why can’t you hear the cries of young girls
Buried alive in the name of honour
Or those innocent ones put to death
In front of their family and friends
With hunter dogs feasting on their bodies
And guilty Sardar with his men went free
Than he got rewarded too and became a minister
Mind you, he’s in President’s good books Mister ………………….
Are these women not worthy of respect
Do they need to be western by descent
Stop this hypocrisy and raise your voice
Or you will face what you so much fear
Either wake up and mend your ways
Or get ready for bloody pathways
For injustices can only survive this much
Fear the day justice will touch
The skies will see this for sure
Changing equations and much much more …………………………