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Prayer Before Birth
I am not yet born; O hear me .
I am not yet born, console me.
I fear that the human race may
With tall walls wall me,
With strong drugs dop me,
With wise lies lure me,
In blood-baths roll me
I am not yet born,forgive me
For the sins that in me the World
Shall commit, my words
When old men lecture men,
Lover’s loghet me.
And the beggar refuses my,
Gift and my children curse me,
Let out the man whos is beast,
Or , thinks he is God.
Come near me,
I am not yet born, O, fill men,
With strength against those,
Who would freeze my humanity,
Let theme not make me a stone
And let them not spill me.
Otherwise kill me.
هيءُ اهو نظم آهي هاڻي جيڪو مون لکيو آهي سو ان کان متاثر ٿي لکيوآهي، نه هن نظم جو جواب آهي نه ئي هن نظم تي تنقيد، هڪ انسان جي خواهش ۽ اميد آهي ته مستقبل هن جو پنهنجو آهي.
Sound of Time
Tommorrow must be mine
My words are for,
Reds, Whites & Blues.
Which are God’s Clues,
You will be replaced,
By any one,
I took the place of some one,
I will be replaced,
Any time unconsciously,
So,process going continuously .
Past was good.
Today is some thing right,
Future will shine bright,
Now hear the bells of,
Sound of time,
Tomorrow must be mine.
Munawar Sultana.