The Bell (in School)

The sparkling, splashing chandeliers
These eyes are all without any fears
They go to schools, they learn the books
Each one is Malala—from the looks

The girls there once carried the water
With their jingling wrists as they would made laughter
Like kids they crazed in woods down the hills
And the valley was enchanted with their spells

Then came the beasts and burnt the woods
Large in number clad in hoods
They closed the schools, they forced the girls
To wear black robes and hide their curls

The guns they carried killed the song
The song of peace which had history so long
Among the shepherded, beyond the hills
The plains of Peshawar which knew the skills

And one day stealthily she made her way
To her deserted school in the light of the day
She entered there and rang the bell
Oblivious was she, beasts were there to kill

They fired the guns though she was stopped
But the bell rang louder it never dropped
Her enemies died but she survived
Her valor kindled and millions revived

(Muhammad Arif Tangi)