Poet:Qasum faraz
Translated by:ShahabAkram
I'm master
I'm master
who at early dawn despite Subject in Class
Bagwath geetha,
Greek mythology
From Socrates till Nietzsche
Alter deities immensely,
How we Human
Teach rationality in myriad hues
despite board
assert the letters over forehead
Amongst Students just Stands one
repeat the same whinge
Sir!what you teach is beyond me.
i get out from class
At nightfall
Entire city
broken and dismantled materials
filths of heaps
frayed and dilapidated cubboards
Sicknesses
Get them all cursed over Me
prefer camel smearing burdens
After the burial of sulaab
They doth pin myths on me
When depart all,
a snap just listens my ear
"Die off
Fucking porky
teaches geetha meetha
