“Don’t let me go, <br />If I am gone; <br />It won’t be same again. <br />Our mother earth, <br />Won’t have any Achilles left; <br />To rage for vengeance, <br />To combat for slaughtered friendship. <br />No Hussain would ever revolt, <br />Against the menace to mankind. <br />You won’t find any Maid of Orleans, <br />To be burned at the stake; <br />For the sake of truth, <br />For the love of divinity. <br />If you let me go, <br />Your sterile womb would conceive no more; <br />Your lifeless breasts would nourish no soul…” <br /> <br />These wasted words, <br />I said, when you shouted at me; <br />“GO NOW…” <br /> <br />Today, <br />When I am no more, <br />I realize, <br />How wrong I was? <br />Nothing changed, <br />If I am not here; <br />If I was not there, <br />Nothing changed.<br /><br />Dr Kamran Haider Bukhari<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/nothing-changed/
