Of Breaking Idols Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

Much a chagrin on my potent pen,
You never had a country, and bordering
On blasphemy, I thought we share one.
Then I went on a stormy, bolty voyage,
Erasing, -how one could, when anger,
And hate is a taught ritual. Then I find,
You did not have that, and died ‘citizenless'.
A worthwhile find. And your paintings speak,
The most dramatic episodes of breaking idols.

-To Maqbool Fida Husain (1915 - 2011) , Indian painter and film Director.

Sadiqullah Khan
Islamabad
June 23,2014.

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