They say she eloped

With an unknown bizarre bloke

In a scanty attire


Would it make any difference

?If she fled in a burqa..

The club must be always open

To eloping elements

From their burqas



Virile authority

Plus aggression

Watch the blind man

With wide open eyes

Swears, sneers and blasphemes

But never cries

You can read his lips

To know the news

That’s written all over the place

With corpses

Z. S. Azzabi

April 2015

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