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August 7, 2008

Speak, your lips are free.
Speak, it is your own tongue.
Speak, it is your own body.
Speak, your life is still yours See how in the blacksmith’s shop
The flame burns wild, the iron glows red;
The locks open their jaws,
And every chain begins to break.

Speak, this brief hour is long enough
Before the death of body and tongue:
Speak, ’cause the truth is not dead yet,
Speak, speak, whatever you must speak.


Translated by Azfar Hussain

5 Comments leave one →
  1. August 8, 2008 10:43 am

    That ought to be the slogan of every freedom loving Pakistani; the words expressed by the legendary Faiz. I’m glad the way you are spreading the essence of this poem through most of your posts like the one on Dr. Afia. Good choice keeping in view the context of August 14; the month of freedom.

    Go well!

  2. Ayesha permalink
    August 8, 2008 4:04 pm

    Thank you Aadil! Your words are indeed encouraging 🙂

  3. November 4, 2008 5:04 pm

    Keep a good work man!,

  4. November 27, 2008 8:56 am

    Tammy, You have a lovely site with so many wonderful accolades.,

  5. November 27, 2008 9:39 pm

    Not much on my mind worth mentioning. What can I say? I haven’t been up to much lately. It’s not important. Oh well.,

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