HIDDEN THERE IN ME
THERE IS A SLAVE I DAILY SEE
THE SLAVE OF TIME THE SLAVE OF NEED
THE SLAVE OF WORK THE SLAVE OF GREED
THE SLAVE OF KIDS THE SLAVE OF WIFE
THE SLAVE OF DEATH THE SLAVE OF LIFE
THE SLAVE OF AIM THE SLAVE OF FAME
THE SLAVE OF EMOTIONAL BLAME GAME
THE SLAVE OF ARTS THE SLAVE OF SCIENCE
THE SLAVE OF POETS, TO SHOW DEFIANCE
THE SLAVE OF KING THE SLAVE OF EMPEROR
THE SLAVE OF THEIR SLAVES' TEMPER
THE SLAVE OF GOD, THE SLAVE OF PROPHET
GO TO HELL OR ACT LIKE PUPPET
UP THERE IN THE SKY
THERE IS A FREE BIRD FREE TO FLY
WISH I WERE LIKE THAT BIRD
ME AND MY FREEDOM NOTHING THIRD
brilliant write, wonder if we aware about our slavery why cant be be free, loved this much
Nice poem about consciousness of humility/ but you don't really look lke a slave! you are so beautiful! handsome!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, we are nothing but a slave. Layi hyat aaye qaza le chali chale, Apni khushi se aaye na apni khushi chale (Sheikh Muhammad Ibrahim Zauq)