I Want To Tell You One Thing Poem by Mohammad Younus

I want to tell you one thing:
If I look at the crescent moon...
at the end of the dark lunar fortnight;
If I hoist the flag with a crescent emblem...
... on the chinārs and rooftops;
Or draw a graffiti of the flag...
...on my wrinkled face;
My patriotic actions must not annoy you;
You should not apply...
...the law of sedition against me;
I am just dreaming to regain...
...everything that I have lost;
I fantasize aromas, light and music...
...of peace and freedom...
Waiting for me and...
... for my wretched people;
Well, now, if little by little, ...
...you stop inflicting pain upon me...
I shall stop holding grudges against you...
...in my heart little by little;
If, suddenly, you stop tyrannising me...
Do not apprehend vengeance from me;
For I shall already have forgiven you,
In me nothing is extinguished or forgotten....
...about the golden memories of my land;
My love for my land shall never start yawning,
As long as I live I shall keep on holding the roots,
Of the Chinār and sit under its cool shade.

Mykoul