LAHORE AND KARACHI
For Muslim true Death has no dread
To realm of souls, he straight is led.
Don't ask the rulers of this land
To grant blood price for martyred band.
Their blood is precious and divine
Like precincts of the Holy Shrine.
Alas! the Muslim has forgot
The lesson that to him was taught.
He was ordained to cry to none
Save to God Unique and One.