Curfewed Nights

Amidst of this clarion silence
Over the besprent sky and adust land
I can take heed of blaring cries
From my Mouj and our curbed Kasheer.

Blood spilled through the bullet holes
O, You Martyred of our oppressed demesne
I can listen your shattering outcries
And from Angels of your Heavens.

Combat this is unremittingly
Against you O, oppressor
Till the end of our breath with this soil
From which you will have to abdicate.

This is our soil and our Mouj Kasheer
Undock soon with lurching limbs
For our blood is fiercely simmering
And the limbs will be slashed for freedom.

*Curfewed Nights*