Zalim Dil Par Teer – Benazir - By Saria Benazir

What are you fleeting look for today,
What are you sensing,
Or might be undergoing,
Pity on your deeds,
Ah! They carry huge shame for you,
In spite of using guns,
And blasting bombs,
Making her indiscernible to eyes,
You could not….
You could not murder her,
The verity, you’d require to realize is,
“Zalim Dil Par Teer – Benazir”…

Whatever was your objective,
You failed to accomplish,
Whatever was the veracity,
You failed to rebuff,
Whatever was the upshot,
You failed to snub,
Whatever was your destination,
You failed …….
You failed to reach,
The verity, you’d require to realize is,
“Zalim Dil Par Teer, Benazir”…

Your aspires would turn down,
You already knew so,
Your efforts would bear no fruit,
You knew so,
For in your decree was written so,
To have the color of a Bhutto’s blood on your hands,
The Blood, Which Gives a Bhutto an eternal life,
And conceal his murderers under tonnes of sludge,
Even if ……
Even if alive,
The fact, you’d require to realize is,
“Zalim Dil Par Teer , Benazir”….

You did want to whittle history,
Record it on dissertations,
Removing the name of “Bhutto”,
But how sorry!
Acrimoniously Sorry to pen,
History threw your own narrations of your face,
The verity, you’d require to realize is,
“Zalim Dil Par Teer, Benazir”…

As it doth not need paper to trace on,
But it inscribes itself,
Never overlooks its valiant heroes,
Or let them die,
But instead, makes you die with aggravation,
To see a Bhutto alive,
All the time,
The verity, you’d require to realize is,
“Zalim Dil Par Teer, Benazir”….

Despite using armaments,
You could not impede people,
Coming out on roads to gripe,
Even though, you tried all your finest,
The verity, you’d require to realize is,
“Zalim Dil Par Teer, Benazir”…..

Well, walking with smugness,
As the Mayors of the Country,
You could not stop people,
From raising this voice,
Jeay Bhutto!
The verity, you’d require to realize is,
“Zalim Dil Par Teer, Benazir”…

By the way,
You may have heard the catchphrase,
“Pakistan Khappay”,
You may also have heard someone speaking,
“My mother always used to say,
Democracy is the greatest Revenge”,
Staggered enough to know,
How your ears had the capacity,
Despite hating to hear so,
It rang in your ears,
But you’d no clout to shun it,
You could not….
And you can never do…..
Ah! A Big Defeat!
Of course, You Met a reprehensible defeat…

The verity, you’d require to realize is,
“Zalim Dil Par Teer – Benazir”….
Regards,
Saria Benazir.