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Known and Unknown

A peace poem that denounces terrorism and suicide attacks, by Ayub, exclusively for Different Truths.

O! The denizens of the earth
Who will disclose the place where
The captured terrorists are confined,
No one knows what has been told by them
To the investigators,
Whether we shall have in hand
Some findings or not.
Who are these and who abet them to commit
Suicidal attacks?
Why do they shatter into shards dreams
Of the innocent infants, young and old?
They cause death but die themselves too;
Which kind of stones their chests contain
In the place of their hearts?
Who have brought them up?
Who are their fathers and mothers?
Is there any court in the country
Where the offspring of Ibn-e-Zyad*
And cursed Shimr* may be presented
Whether the sun
Of this century will behold them or not,
Or they will remain unknown
Like an unknown spot
Where they have been confined.

*Poet’s Note: Ibn-e-Zyad, Shimr: Two major characters who fought against Hussain (A.S) in the war of Karbala.

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Ayub Khawar
Ayub Khawar is one of the most renowned contemporary poets/writers from Pakistan. He has given his remarkable services in Pakistan Television Industry. He was honored by the Pride of Performance award from the government of Pakistan. Recently, he has been awarded “Cross of Peace” 2016, “Stars of the World” 2017 award by The World Union of Poets and “World Institute of Peace” award 2017 by The World Institute of Peace Nigeria.
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