REAL SOLDIER; REAL MAN

SLEEPY EYES, LAZY LEGS

DROOPY HANDS, SPARKLING SMILE

ALL BECAME ACTIVE AT ONCE.

THERE SHE WAS,

ARRANGED THE BOOKS,

RECHECKED THE NOTEBOOKS,

SHARPENED THE PENCIL,

RESTED THAT BAG ON HER SHOULDERS.

THE BAG WHICH HER FATHER SAID

WOULD HELP HER BECOME STRONGER

THE BAG HER MOTHER SAID

WOULD TEACH HER FIGHT EVIL

THE BAG HER GRANNY SAID

WOULD SHOW HER LIGHT

THE BAG HER SOUL SAID

WOULD HELP HER BECOME A SOLDIER

YES, THAT'S WHAT SHE WANTED TO BECOME

THE SOLDIER - JUST LIKER HER FATHER

THE MEDAL - SHINING PROUDLY ON HER PAPA'S CHEST

THE HAT - SHE SAW HER MOTHER PUTTING LOVINGLY ON HER PAPA'S HEAD

THE GEM - WHICH MADE HER NATION PROUD.

DRESSED IN BLUE AND WHITE,

SHE MARCHED THE CORRIDORS

HOLDING HER MOTHER'S BIRTHDAY CARD

POLISHING LEFT TO BE COLOURED

TUCKED IT SAFE IN BELT.

SHE RETURNED HOME,

DRESSED IN HER FAVOURITE COLOUR,

THE COLOUR OF LOVE - RED.

HER EYES WERE CLOSED,

WHITE PATCH AT THE CORNER OF HER EYE,

HER MOTHER WIPED THE DRIED TEAR WITH HER HANDS.

OH! SHE FELT THE PAIN.

THE MONSTERS STILL HAVE COURAGE?

THEY HAVE THE EXPLANATION LEFT?

TOOK THE REVENGE?

FOLLOWERS OF ISLAM?

MEN OF ALLAH?

MEN???

THE CARD ON HER BELT MADE HER THE MEDAL,

THE COFFIN MADE HER THE HAT,

HER BROKEN BREATH MADE HER THE GEM,

HER FRIENDS WERE MEN.

SHE WAS REAL MAN.

NO WORDS HAVE THE ANSWER,

NO PRAYER HAS THE HEALING,

TO REPLY THAT TEAR EYED MOTHER,

TO CURE THAT BROKEN FATHER,

TO MAKE THAT SMILE COME BACK,

WHAT WAS HER FAULT?
WHY THE SYNONYM OF ALLAH?