hind ki takdeer ko jab kabhi mein sochta hoon
lahu ubal uthta hai mera, bamushkil khud ko
rokta hoon
shaks yun khudgarz hua, yhaan nafraton ke daur mein
har cheez ab bik rahi hai, kaudiyon ke mol mein
har subah, ek naya kukarm ka aagaz hai
aam aadmi mein yun darr ka aabhaas hai
kuchh kabhi na sochta hai, soch yun dab gayi hai
shaskon ke haathon satta iss kadar, behis rahi hai
koi aaj na sunta kisi ki, koi na chahta hai kehna
sab apne mein mashroof hue chahte hain rehna
aankh moond kar, samajhlete hain, musibat tal gayi
kaisi ho gayi aawaam mulk ki, akl jaane kidhar gayi
chand hukumranon ke haathon desh sara bik rha hai
dushmanin ko har ek chhed iska dikh rha hai
mit chuke hain aazaadi ke wo asal mayne yhaan par
jinki khatir bichh gaye asankhya veer mrityushayiya par
itne par bhi agar hum chuppi saadhe baithe rahe
naakabil satta dhariyon ke naajayaz nirnay sehte rahe
wo din fir door nahin hai, hum ek baar fir gulaam honge
itni bhrasht aawaam ke shasak kai zyada belagaam honge
pehle desh naukar rha tha 'kuchh' jaichandon ke saath se
ab to hum khud tayyar khade hain isko dene apne haath se
ahsaas nahin iska kisi ko, yeh jab jab mein dekhta hoon
lahu ubal uthta hai mera, bamushkil khud ko
rokta hoon
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I would like to translate this poem