Majid Zubedi


The Dictator. - Poem by Majid Zubedi

Fourteen hundred years ago, you martyred our Hussain;
Maybe history has been repeated again;
It is an eternal war between good and evil,
And you are today's Yazeed, O! Cruel-man.

How much you tried, but never be the Lord;
If you became powerful, but never be the God;
You martyred the Leader, but you burnt in the flames,
You killed Him, and your death became so hard.

It was your plot with a man of Kasur;
Maulvi Mushtaque was also caught to your lure;
You assassinated our Leader, in the prison,
And never knew about the flames of Bahawalpur.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

(On 17th August,1988.)

Comments about The Dictator. by Majid Zubedi

  • Gold Star - 36,779 Points Kelly Kurt (4/1/2015 4:37:00 PM)

    I learned from your poem, Majid. Thank you for sharing. (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 38,318 Points Akhtar Jawad (5/11/2014 12:26:00 AM)

    He not only killed Bhutto, but he made the world unipolar and brought a culture of drugs and terror in this country. We are facing the consequences of his acts. A nice poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 4, 2014

Poem Edited: Friday, April 4, 2014


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