What commerce are we talking about?
Our people in Sindh are ravaged by floods
And our Kashmiri bretheren are still shelterless
Our needy ones living below the poverty level
Are still suffering with lack of vital foods.
What commerce are we talking about?
This land of ours was poet Iqbal's vision
And a concept made real by the Quaid-e-Azam
Several millions sacrificed almost their all
So that the newly-born nation grows really tall
Yet even after more than 60 years
We are worse in our economic plight than before
Our poor labourers cannot have a cup of good tea
And despite toiling hard in the sun and rain, no 'roti'
Except the one that comes as a pancake-like chappati
For the price of rupees five and without energy.
What commerce are we talking about?
What economic growth are we boasting of?
What foreign investors have come down here
What industrialised states have helped us so far?
We are boasters, liars, braggarts and thieves
By 'We' I mean here all the politicians and their clones
Living in comfort in palaces and bungalows
Totally oblivious of their duties and cause
Let me and those like me not be fooled by false claims
Made by the feudals whose hard workers are still in chains.
This is not the vision of Allama Iqbal
Nor is this the Quaid's real Pakistan
This is a cave-like land where thieves rule and roam
And with begging bowls prowl the world for aid and groan...
Written and posted by Muhammad Naveed Ahmed (Emmenay) on Dec. 10, 2010.