The Masque of Procrustes
(An Afghan Tragedy)
A ghastly vision in myopic minds,
Procrustean rule imposed to excuse
Violence perpetrated on all who refuse
To submit. Pity the free thinker who finds
Reason being utterly discounted
Or worse, becoming a capital crime.
Governance by shibboleth finds its time,
With terror of superstition mounted.
Doubtless, the common weal will be retarded
By whoever wields the Kalashnikov,
Ballots of bullets see opponents off,
While boundaries are strictly drawn and guarded.
As tyranny’s victory is being won,
Capital wonders, what deals can be done?
D. A.
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