Allah Hoo Allah Hoo Poem by Akhtar Jawad

I stole just a shining and sweet crystal of sugar
Neither your wheat nor your wine nor your vinegar,
Misappropriated national funds, sugar mills owner,
An unfair dealer in every business of life, minister,
You charged me of breaking in your house and stealing,
My heart is not dirty I don't believe in its concealing,
My heart is a mirror I confess my guilt I am bold,
You are just a polished brass but I am pure gold,
What if you had sugar drums in your stores,
What If I got a moment during your drunk snores,
What if a grain from so many lying on your dirty floors,
What being drunk you forgot to lock the doors,
What if I exchanged messages with my hungry mates
We all are helpless and slaves of our written fates,
We cleaned your dirty floors like the sweepers,
Like you we also have instincts of thirsts and hungers,
While my mates leaving your stores satisfied and content,
And I was alone there with another naughty insect,
Who engaged me in love hugged me and kissed,
You being over drunk! On your bed you had pissed!
My lover who had promised me to live and die together,
Left me alone and escaped being changed like a weather,
You tried me in your self made court of laws
Neat and clean are the laws, it's you who has many flaws,
You found me guilty and you cut my delicate left hand,
Laws are yours, courts are yours and yours is the land,
With my cut hand and with my tongue licking my lips
For a sugar crystal smiling and still crawling on my hips!
Why should I sing a hymn in whispers, I expose loudly,
Let me open my heart show its treasures and sing proudly,
I know a poet loves me and he is warning with a whisper shoo,
It's my life made by my God I praise Him, Allah Hoo, Allah Hoo!