This poem was translated by Professor Carlo Coppola as part of the MULOSIGE Translations project. You can explore our collection of Urdu Poetry here.
Amrīkā kā k̲h̲udā / America’s God
We are men. Because of us
Man is free even today. Because of us
Cities swell with people. Because of us
Flowers bloom, fruit grows.
Our secrets are revealed. –
.
From us
(Everyone knows) that Asia asks for the alms of wisdom,
Africa, the alms of strength, Europe, the alms of wealth
It’s just a question of time—we consider it God.
.
From: Dard kā shahr (City of Suffering). Lāhaur: Naʼī maṭbūʻāt. 1965. p. 42
We are men. Because of us
Man is free even today. Because of us
Cities swell with people. Because of us
Flowers bloom, fruit grows.
Our secrets are revealed. –
.
From us
(Everyone knows) that Asia asks for the alms of wisdom,
Africa, the alms of strength, Europe, the alms of wealth
It’s just a question of time—we consider it God.
.
From: Dard kā shahr (City of Suffering). Lāhaur: Naʼī maṭbūʻāt. 1965. p. 42
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