✒️ : Mohd Ishaq Shah
When books become the burden,
And knowledge an over load,
When wisdom is vanishing and folly certain,
The nation is sure to come on a wrong road.
When pills don’t cure, but kills,
When medicine is seriously fatal,
Surely people might run towards hills,
Or there will be a life in a battle.
When politics is gambling and state a fraudulent,
Culprits are free and innocents in jail,
The situation certainly seems like turbulent,
And it is nothing a systematic fail.
When castism costs our honour and pride,
When materialism takes over the ethics and moralism,
Nobles are sure in caves to hide.
When books will be clean swept and words will disappear,
When the bugle will be blown and the trumpet,
Angels will pour onto us a shower,
That will certainly be the feeling tumult.
Chaos will go and light will reign,
T’ is the time when God will be see.



