Father's Maid Servant Poem by Colonel Muhamad Khalid Khan

English language remained father's maid servant
Who played with her beauty for thirty five years
He passed it on to us to take, to the bear brunt
We loved to be on the line to embrace the veers

We have a claim of native with spark of language
To cross the barriers it has provided us the bridge
We salute to our father who has given us courage
And helped us to portray and celebrate his image

Let be specific and clear in the standardized stance
Let us not give to any Tom, Dick and Harry a chance
Let us with the help of a powerful and strong glance'
Celebrate the prime occasion with intoxicated dance

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
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