Wake up call (Poem)


Exalted Be my Land of High Esteem

Wind of Happiness was my only dream

The color I see everyday is Red

Sometime I see, people dieing of bread

Few sow and everyone reaps

And now, my people are known as IDPs

Oh Lord help my land, it must not perish

Every Soul on this soul must cherish

Let join hand with hands and become a wall

United we stand, Divided we fall

 

Wake up my nation, donot sleep

My home is on fire, think Deep!

Pakistan Payendabaad.

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