How to
rediscover you once again
How to read the
poem I have in my mind
Written by a
journalist's pen
In a hall-room
of a Clifton house
Back in 1986.
Benazir, you are
a mother
- a
wife
- a lady
- a
leader
Joan of Arc,
How to define
you once again
How to say you,
still there miles to go
still
there something to do
still there time
to fight
in
the land of trampled right
Your eyes still
speak of a dream
That shattered
in a land, where
Your laws and
tastes
Lost into the
deepest and blackest hell
All the glories
you have earned
Crumbed into
dust
But all the
prides you have in your person
Still smile in a
spontaneous gesture
Never look back
never breathe weak
Only look at the
distant goal
Where lies the
Millennium's perspective
Tell all to rise
again to hold their heads high
And let all sing
again, "We will never die."
