The Hungry Face


Inspired by the picture sent by a very good friend, Imran Aslam”

“This poem was written to highlight the plight of children, in Pakistan,  far removed from education and comforts of home and confined to dreaded routines of existence”- The Daughter of Pakistan, in search for bread and water…….the quest continues and so her questions….

As she rests her soul against the pole
The blistered feet and in tattered clothes
The only place, where she can breathe
The open fields and the crowded streets
In search for bread and water
Attacks in its fury, the heat
Attacks in its fury, the old dust
The answers to her questions,
The mind that carries all the pain
The face that shows all the drain
The young eyes drowned in its fury
The dreams that have melted,
Begins to tremble, her mind and soul
The tasks of survival, the daily routines

Remains in shape, the old nightmare
The old echoes from our land
The children on the street
The children out in the open
Young hands as they extend out,
For a loaf of bread, and water
Far in the distance, our future,
The aspirations of our youth,
Of all those things we see
In the distance and of nations
Here in this place, emptiness prevail
The great power we have derived
We have all what we need
The great army and tools of destruction
We have all what we need
The great leaders and empty promise
We have all but nothing
For children of our times,
We have all but nothing,
For children, their health and education
As strange stories unfold in the distance
As these hands extend out for help
Remain we seated, in our comforts
The old problems of our time,
Do not go away, they only increase

As this daughter of our land,
Remains in quest for pieces of bread
In her hands, she should carry
The books and the days of innocence
Reside she should in comforts of a home
Not the dreaded dream of existence
Where only she carries pain, of being alone
As our future walks out in the fields,
In those crowded streets and bazaars
As the hunger strikes its cruel verdict
Still time for us to realise,
To deposit, all our energy
Those old avenues of intellect and effort
To change, ourselves and our approach

Ignorant we are, ignorant we have become
From all this education and wisdom,
We claim to achieve, we claims to have sought
Of what we are, and of what we can do
Of no good it is to these children,
Of all our intellect and promise,
We do not see, what is right and wrong
We only complain, we only flutter,
We have no action, we have no promise
As they die in their hunger and search
In the old avenues of our grandiose dreams

The hungry face and her remains
The old dreams as she traverses those streets
Books in her hands and comfort of home
The future, she belongs to and deserves
Still time for us, to rectify,
The problems of our time and indifference
The hungry face remains in quest………
For bread and water, the basic requirements
Born I was free, as death begins to creep
In confinement, we question and remember
The old dreams and faces no longer there,
Lost in fury of time, lost in its hunger
We comfort ourselves, how great we are
We comfort ourselves, how great we were
As the conscience strikes its verdict
Still remains the old face, of beauty and hunger
Alone in her quest, alone in her existence!

KASHKIN

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6 thoughts on “The Hungry Face

  1. An excellent piece of poetry- very close to real life in Pakistan.Tragic and heart re3ndering.

  2. When from the beginnings of Pakistan coming into Being, the attention of People was drawn by various well known and less known Thinkers, socially conscious Community Workers, like the famous Poet Late Faiz Ahmad Faiz, the Establishment of Pakistan, I would include those Political Groups who have been using Religion to gain power, place these thinkers and Feeling People in corners calling them communists and all sorts of miss understood words and torturing them and haunting them out of Pakistan, thinking they were threats to their corruptly acquiring power for their selfish aims. The Picture which is portrayed in the inspiring Poem, would it do anything to Shake The Dead Moralities of those Who are in Power and those who are finding all sorts of Excuses to remain silent and remaining deliberately IMPOTENT TO PROTECT THEIR CORRUPT SELFISH POWER AND IMMORALLY AND ILLEGALLY ACQUIRED WEALTH AND LIFE STYLE???
    While it is important and essential to continue to try and shake the consciousness of Morally Corrupt and Dead Power Establishment in Pakistan, People who sincerely feel IT is Time to do something to make Changes by Actions rather than words. Is there any time left to bring about changes in Pakistan??? When would People of Pakistan would come out of DENIALS AND FALSE DREAMS??? Do we sincerely WANT TO SAVE PAKISTAN??? Or ARE WE WASTING TIME AND WAITING SOMEONE ELSE FROM OUTSIDE PAKISTAN TO PUT US RIGHT???
    In Quran it is clearly mentioned…
    KHUDAA NAYE AJ TAK US QOOM KEY HALAT NAHEE BADLEE
    NA HOE JIS KOE KHAYAL APP APNEE HALAT KAY BADEl NAY KAA
    Saifullah Khalid

  3. Thanks FRIENDS,

    FOR ALL your comments, kind words,and appreciation and also recommendations.

    K

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