On Iqbal Centenary
When we arise to wake the poor, the have nots
A beeline to the police station they make, these wealthy sots
They say that God this wealth to them allots
Oh these trite excuses, oh these dusty plots
Night and day the working men’s blood they suck, o poet of the East
These congenital liars, with the vileness of a beast
Habib Jalib
The Government of Jack Boots
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*The Government of Jack Boots*
* If the dacoit had not had The village guard as his ally Our feet would
not be...
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