Kashmir

Kashmir

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The poet called her a Paradise, and I bought his word I was astounded at her beauty, but immediately saddened by her worth I looked at a man clad in uniform, dead face, and stiff arms with a rifle Stern eyes that searched for nothing, besetting a place so stifled The country calls him hero, he stands there unaware As a stone that refuses to be moved, with only a memory to share I look beyond him at the other man, the one whose freedom is lost The freedom we talk so much about, the freedom that asked for a

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