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.
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