Poetry

Dushti Laila

By 27th August 2009December 9th, 2019No Comments

The spirits of the dead
Cry out to the living in
Dushti Laila
Their voices carried across the sands
By the nightwinds.

Listen
So many voices
Crying out in the wilderness
Justice for the dead of
Dushti Laila.

As you drive across the desert
You can see the bones of the victims
For you can hide nothing forever
In the desert, the shifting sands
And the animals will expose
That which killers wish to hide
And so it is in Dushti Laila
This place of mass graves.

Bernie Shelton

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