MAZAR-I SHARIF.

Mazar-i Sharif

August 98

The Taliban arrive

Prepare for your fate.

They would shoot and stab and slit the throat

Of the ethnic Hazara

The Taleban will stay afloat

On the backs of the Hazara.

Pashtun rule the day

The Taleban Pashtun way.

I thought I was in hell

I thought I was there

What kind of a world

They breath the same air.

God had sent a curse

Afghanistan’s fate

But it’s also us

They’re all full of hate.