In Memory of Farkhonda

My heart is burning,

Every time I hear your name_

Wished I hadn’t been born;

It really gives me such pain.

How much you suffered!

No one knows_

How much were you tortured!

Your innocent face shows_

Turn over you the car,

Throw you stones_

They cruelly attacked,

And broke your bones_

Sleep in peace as you go to heaven,

Your home is there, you would be happy then.