Afghanistan Who Will Write Its Destiny?

I hope that in reading these words and poems from the Afghan Women's Writing Project help you to understand that bombs and armies have impacts that we seldom actually see or hear of from someone on the ground and who will be there long after we have gone.

clipped from awwproject.wordpress.com My Pen You know the meaning of Please Rewrite my destiny You know the boy sitting alone in the street No legs No hands No hopes Nature forgot him Rewrite his destiny You saw our neighbor’s son He doesn’t sleep at night there is nothing to eat He paints the face of cakes and cookies Hangs them on the wall Rewrite his destiny Join us, be true, be honest Write a new page In humanity’s destiny Promise, my pen Promise me