Shame
Don’t ban the books
Read them
Put them away
Don’t burn them
Just look at them and look the other way
Without them tyranny will flourish everyday
We’re “not quite Pakistan” yet
But, at this rate, one day we will,
I bet
We still live in the old village way
Thousands of men full of shame
Ali, Ali
They claim
Thousands of them organized,
to make a man chastised
We’re “not quite Pakistan” yet
But at this rate Mohammed Zia
will become the law
I bet
We’re not quite Afghanistan yet
But, at this rate we will one day, I bet
Don’t ban the books
Don’t burn them
Read them
Put them away
What did knew of life?
Did he commit zina with your wife?
Did he kill your brother with a knife?
Hanged from a tree in Afghanistan
Eleven years short of becoming a man
Hanged from a tree
Butchered meat for everyone to see
Accused of being a spy!
Go
Go little boy
Go
Go play with your toy
This world, shameless men will destroy
Go play with your toy little boy
Go play in the sky
