Stone Pelters

Yes I am a stone pelter

I pelt stone
To claim mortal remains
Of Afzal guru and Maqbool Bhat

I pelt stone
For i Remember everything
Of kunan poshpora incident

I pelt stone
For i can't forget the pain
Our sisters aasiyaa and nelofar endured

I pelt stone
For i can't see mothers weeping
And waiting for their caged sons

I pelt stone
For the half-windows, who still don't know
Whether their husbands are dead or alive

I pelt stone
For the father shouldering
His teen aged son's coffin

I pelt stone
For the burning
Houses of Poor widows

I pelt stone
For the blood
Flowing thru dal and jehlum

I Pelt stone
For the silent screams
And tears of Kashmir

I pelt stone
For groom martryed
On his marraige

I pelt stone
For the sisters feeling terror
In their own villages

I pelt stone
To regain my
lost identity

I'll Pelt stone till the end
You can cage me, bruise me
And kill me

But you can't
Stop the Stone
And stone pelters