The Justice of Time,
When gets flown away
The birds of peace,
From the crops of Time,
And there would be orders too,
To celebrate homicide, we fight
A battle against our conscience,
Or
When the conscience gets defeated,
All our claims, dialogues
And slogans of peace prove hollow.
Written by Tariq Iqbal
Translated by Muhammad Shanazar
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