70 THE BLOOD OF THE POOR

70  THE BLOOD OF THE POOR

The blood of the poor, the blood of the meek
The blood of the sick, the frail, and the weak
It wasn’t spilled for the country or Lord
And it wasn’t there on any dagger or sword

On a flag or banner it wasn’t found
And shed it wasn’t on a battleground
But when we kept on looking for it
It was on the hands of a greedy hound

And we also found this precious blood
On the field of toil, in dirt and mud 

                                URDU POEM
                          LAHOO KA SURAAGH

Kaheen naheen hay, kaheen bhee naheen lahoo ka suraagh
Na dast o naakhoon e qaatil, na aasteen pay nishaan
Na surkhi e lab e khanjer, na rang e noak e sanaan
Na khaak per koie dhabba, na baam per koie daagh

Kaheen naheen hay, kaheen bhee naheen lahoo ka suraagh
Na sarf e khidmat e shaahaan keh khoonbaha daetay
Na deen ki nazr keh baiaana e jaza daetay
Na razmgaah maen barsa keh moataber hota
Kisi alam pay raqam ho kay mushtaher hota

Kisi ko behr e smaa'at na waqt tha , na dimagh
Na mudaaie, na shahaadat, hisaab paak hua
Yeh khoon e khaaknasheenaan tha, rizq e khaak hua
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