O’ my beloved country!
I’m extremely mortified
We all exploited you
In the name of ‘submissive will’
O’ onlookers!
O’ mute creatures!
Never forsake
The sanctity of your land
If you relinquish
The righteousness of this soil
You’ll be deprived of
All your laurels
Your esteem, reverence
And recognition
Is bind and intact
To your holy land
Again today
This land of pure
Whooping and shrieking
For its salvation
Come on! Bravo!
Take a step
The time is ripe enough
Let’s resuscitate
Published in Weekly The MAG, Feb 18-24, 2006 & The Post.
Muhammad Mahtab Bashir
ISLAMABAD.
mahtabbashir@gmail.com
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