Reflections of Mihrab Gul Afghan-04

This wily heaven, the moon and the sun Are all moving, fatigued and exhausted.

Like a lightning Alexander struck, But met a sudden death!

Nadir plundered Delhi’s wealth: Mere sword’s display and that’s all.

Afghans remain and so are the mountains: Sovereignty and kingdom are only God’s.

Need makes free men into servitors, Need changes lions into foxes.

When faqr gains khudi, You become a king as well as I.

The destiny of nations depends on a dervish Who does not covet the favor of kings.