PESHAWAR
The blind guns
Spat fire at their dreams
the flowers withered in their buds
the  many untold stories
their green flannels and grey trousers
reddened with the stillness of death
YET-----
The fire set ablaze
Sure will not destroy---
rather enlighten all
---towards more dreams
                     more stories
                     more knowledge
To stand, To unite, To fight
                                                 Lazin.M