Ibn E Maryam

tum khuda ho
khuda ke bete ho

ya faqat amn ke payambar ho
ya kisi ka hasin takhayyul ho

jo bhi ho mujh ko achchhe lagte ho
mujh ko sachche lagte ho

us sitare men jis men sadiyon ke
jhoot aur kizb ka andhera hai

us sitare men jis ko har rukh se
rengti sarhadon ne ghera hai

us sitare men jis ki abadi
amn boti hai jang katti hai

raat piti hai nuur mukhdon ka
subh sinon ka khuun chatti hai

tum na hote to jane kya hota
tum na hote to us sitare men

devta rakshash ghulam imaam
parsa rind rahbar rahzan

barhaman shaikh padri, bhikshu
sabhi hote magar hamare liye

kaun chadhta khushi se suuli par
jhonpadon men ghira ye virana

machliyan din men sukhti hain jahan
billiyan duur baithi rahti hain

aur kharish-zada se kuch katte
lete rahte hain be-niyazana

dum marode ki koi sar kuchle
katna kya vo bhunkte bhi nahin

aur jab vo dahakta angara
chan se sagar men duub jaata hai

tirgi odh leti hai duniya
kashtiyan kuchh kinare aati hain

bhang ganga, charas sharab, afyun
jo bhi laaen jahan se bhi laaen

daudte hain idhar se kuch sae
aur sab kuch utaar late hain

gaadi jaati hai adl ki mizan
jis ka hissa usi ko milta hai

yahan khatra nahin khayanat ka
tum yahan kyuun khade ho muddat se

ye tumhari thaki thaki bheden
raat jin ko zamin ke sine par

subh hote undel deti hai
mandiyon, daftaron milon ki taraf

haank deti dhakel deti hai
raste men ye ruk nahin saktin

tod ke ghutne jhuk nahin saktin
un se tum kya tavaqqoa rakhte ho

bhediya un ke saath chalta hai
takte rahte ho us sadak ki taraf

dafn jin men kai kahaniyan hain
dafn jin men kai javaniyan hain

jis pe ik saath bhagi phirti hain
khali jeben bhi aur tijoriyan bhi

jaane kis ka hai intizar tumhen
mujh ko dekho ki main vahi to huun

jis ko kudon ki chhanv men duniya
bechti bhi kharidti bhi thi

mujh ko dekho ki main vahi to huun
jis ko kheton se aise bandha tha
jaise main un ka ek hissa tha

khet bikte to main bhi bikta tha
mujh ko dekho ki main vahi to huun

kuchh mashinen banain jab main ne
un mashinon ke malikon ne mujhe

be-jhijak un men aise jhonk diya
jaise main kuchh nahin huun indhan huun

mujh ko dekho ki main thaka-hara
phir raha huun jugon se avara

tum yahan se hato to aaj ki raat
so rahun main isi chabutre par

tum yahan se hato khuda ke liye
jao vo vietnam ke jangal

us ke maslub shahr zakhmi gaanv
jin ko injil padhne valon ne

raund daala hai phunk daala hai
jane kab se pukarte hain tumhen

jaao ik baar phir hamare liye
tum ko chadhna padega sooli par