<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=464621" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Sky Does Not Protest</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the early years of my flavoured childhood, <br>Could not I differ between an evil and a good, <br>And went to the forest afar with my age fellows, <br>To collect, to gather the dry sticks or fire wood.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In summer seldom the swishing winds blew, <br>The grains of sand and contents of dust flew, <br>And made the clean spheres reddish brown, <br>We bundled the fuel as the harsh winds grew.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Contending the winds, to home we returned, <br>On each step blurring, blowing blows burned, <br>And we rested on the way beside the old well, <br>Wherefrom damsels obtained water churned.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They talked themselves with the concern deep, <br>About some innocent murder, they did weep, <br>Then I understood why the sky grew vague, <br>Why did winds raise dust, why they did beep? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah! The sky now does not protest, nor frown, <br>Nor change colour from blue to reddish brown, <br>He too might have grown accustomed to blood, <br>Though Man is killed in each village, each town.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Muhammad+Shanazar">Muhammad Shanazar</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=464621" data-title="The Sky Does Not Protest de Muhammad Shanazar" data-description="In the early years of my flavoured childhood, Could not I differ between an evil and a good, And went to the forest afar with my age fellows, To collect, to gather the dry sticks or fire wood. In summer seldom the swishing winds blew, The gra..."></div> </div> </div>

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