My salute to the seven-year-old Marri boy, name unknown You gave your life for Baluch pride Tiny body lay still, a mother weeps mournfully A cry in the wilderness, not many hear There is no school for you, no roads, no buses No uniform, no shoes, no bag, no books Nothing but barren mountains, steep valleys What you had was your Baluch pride And a flock of sheep wandering in your tribal lands No pencil for you my dear, martyred child Let alone school or classroom or teacher There isn't even even tap water for the Marri boy But barracks, boots, military and mullah And plenty of bombs for development Pakistan jets, choppers and Islamic Bomb From Pindi, Lahore, Jhelum raid your home You have painted my mountains red With blood of the best sons of Baluch soil Jihadist Pokistan Generals, listen to the the Marri boy Baluchistan is mine, you wrote with your blood By Ahmar Mustikhan |
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Baloch Society Of North America (BSO_NA) is Non-Profit Organization, working to unite and Organize all Baloch in North America, to expose the Occupation and Oppressive policies of Pakistani and Iranian Governments against Baloch people and our Baloch land (Balochistan), and to bring their Human Rights Violations in Balochistan into the world’s Notice. |