As Quetta Weeps..Wali Khan Babar

Another son of Pakistan we lost-
Departed from this world,,,
Find they have new ways
Of submission and to silence
The one of fear and oppression
As the murderers roam free
The wounds too many to count
The faces too hard to forget

As everything crumbles
Inside our souls, the world
And outside, only the rage
Silenced, as they carry him
In two sheets to his grave
The final tribute from us,
Of guns and bullets
As Quetta weeps,
Only 29, lost forever….
Only crime, he spoke…


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