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    Oh! The Day Will Come | Nazarat Khan

    I am a Muslim and I know not
    Where to live and How to survive
    When every brain has a common thought
    To torn me in pieces or burn alive

    I sit alone and contemplate
    On all the issues and allegations
    I love, I respect yet I get hate
    From all the religions and all the nations


    They call me stinking, despite my sweat
    Which I spread with each smile
    I am called a ‘militant’
    They question my love for my soil

    I am a patriot, I know it well
    But I am forced to prove again and again
    My devotion, loyalty and my metal
    Oh! Could I show them my thoughts and brain?

    Oh! By God! I don’t betray
    Nor am I a treasonist
    Then why do all the people say
    You are a Muslim and a terrorist

    With despise their heart they fill
    They make laws to keep me handcuffed
    They abuse, they lynch and they kill
    Their minds against me have been stuffed

    But oh my country, oh my dream
    Oh my pride, oh my esteem
    I will live and die for you
    And the day will come out of the blue
    When blinds in belief would get the eyes
    When my lynching brother would realize

    That I mean love and not the harm
    That each Muslim is an ‘Abdul Kalam’

    About the Poet: Nazarat Khan is a lecturer in English and a Poonch based poet

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