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.Tomorrow is not dear anymore..

In jihad, every door opens
on the white mantle of winter.
The snow is always here
to put its chaste veil
on decay and destruction.

My heart bleeds ice rubies
and crimson poppies
over the lifeless little girl
Laying in the eternal abbaya
of the Afghan Winter
Let her Sleep be believers' prayers
and words of fairy tales:
snow white and red ridding hood
She was but a little shoeless girl.
dream, dream, dream
Tomorrow is not dear anymore.