Bakhtiyarer Ghoda, Bakhtiyar, Your Horses Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Bakhtiyar, your horses
Could have done nothing
Had the people of Hindustan
Been Hindus been united,
Had the people been,
They would have taught a lesson
To you
And your fanaticism!

How barbaric and brutal and bloody
Had you been,
Just think you
That destroyed you
An ancient monastery,
A seat of learning,
How uneducated and illiterate
Had you been, Bakhtiyar!

Bakhtiyar, it is easy to win territories
As a looter, a plunderer,
A goon and a dacoit,
An intruder, an invader,
But not as a king of hearts
Winning the heart,
Bakhtiyar,
Ho w bloody, brutal and bloody
Had you been!

Bakhtiyar, how nomadic and wandering
Had you been,
How bigoted and cruel
And unholy,
A foreigner who could not
The spirit of India,
Bloody bastard, Bakhtiyar!

Religious fanaticism is not the all
That we expected
From you,
Religious blindness, ,
Religious bigotry
Never did we appreciate it, Bakhtiyar,
Destroying Vikramshila,
Blackly spotted you your forehead!