By- Kaleem Sibtain ‘Kaleem’
O Motherland tell me,
What should I see?
Should I see the sparkling- dew
On tossing blue-lotus new
Or falling tears from eyes of poor
Feeble- thin, devoid of cheer.
O Motherland tell me,
What should I see?
Should I see the blooming- daffodils
Or thirsty faded lips.
Should I see the burning- flowers
Or see the spring showers.
O Motherland tell me,
What should I see?
Should I haunt with breezy blows
And play under trees’ shadows
Or should I see the shackled souls
In fire of sad and sorrows.
O Motherland tell me,
What should I see?
Another’s sorrow and grief I can’t see.
Frenzy of beauty is naught to me.
Cries for water and food, I can’t see.
Victims’ shackles torture me.
O Motherland tell me,
What should I see?
