Oh! sullied creature of earth!

Know not or feel my mirth

Hurry I must

You stay behind in dust

Duty beckons

Ha! you who reckons?

The click the clang.

The glint the gleam.

The glow the Flow.

The stint the steam.

Oh! I tire not in this attire

I must go on

On my shoulders alone,

rests the destiny an stars hath shone.

Weighted by the crowns

Drowns

Some how somewhere

If not there then haa haaa ! here

I must strike

Oh mandarin shadows of the dark

Hark

Hear not the gusty whine

You and I shall always shine

Tend you to the spike

Even if you do not like

I am not trite

I am bright

Original

saadat

(Islamabad)

(April 30, 2009)