Saturday, April 15, 2023

Star named Sun




White snow, gray ice

On cracked earth.

A patchwork quilt on her -

City in a road loop.


And the clouds float above the city

Shutting down the heavenly light.

And above the city - yellow smoke,

The city is two thousand years old

Lived under the light of a star

Named Sun...


And two thousand years of war

War for no particular reason.

War - is for the young,

a medicine against aging.


Red, red blood

An hour later it's just earth

After two, there are flowers and grass on it,

Three years later she is alive again.

And warmed by the rays of the Star

Named Sun...


And we know it's always been that way

That Fate loves more

Who lives by the laws of others

And who should die young.


He does not remember the word "yes" and the word "no",

He does not remember any ranks or names.

And able to reach for the stars

Except that this is a dream

And fall, scorched by a star called the Sun





The Pakistanization of American Politics and the Americanization of Pakistan politics





The title of the blog says it all.   


Both are fighting for their survival

Both places conspiracies are ripe

Both countries corruption is rampant 

Both places opposition is being blamed with dubious charges

5th gen war aka web 2.0 is a ground zero of the civil war

Both places establishment is fighting for survival

Both countries economies are on a nose dive

Both countries are crucial for world peace

Both countries truth is censored 

Both countries people are disappeared

Both countries courts are controlled

Both countries elections are a farce 

Both countries criminals and gangsters are at large

Both countries population is armed to teeth

Both countries media is hands in glove with the powers to be 

Both countries real journalists are shunned or even killed

Both places old powers are trying to hang on to power and here is where Pakistan is better than USA as in Pakistan the good powers are winning while USA evil powers are winning. 


A bullet that whisked and a bullet that hit

“Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once.” — William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar The day breaks...