What happens to you when you choose the ruler to go to God, why do your intellects kill themselves, and why do you believe for yourself that someone has come who will take care of your deprivations and change your lives? As you vote, you don't even realize that the person you want won't go from the power of voting to power because there are other means to get there, there are different paths and whether it's elections in Pakistan or Azad Kashmir, neither the votes nor the notes are decided before the election.
It also determines who will receive how much? And these choices are held just for shosha so that you can shake yourself a little bit like you, you who call yourself a human you don't realize that these people will never change your condition because they know that if your destiny changes, the sun of their own destiny will be lost, so you have to respond to the fact that you yourself are running fast to death like blinds , gongs, deaf, and you have become so hostile to your pride and shame that your own children are being kidnapped, they are dying on dolls, your innocent daughters are being raped, acid is being thrown at your own sister daughter and this is the burning of oil stoves and defenseless gas cylinders.
They are dying, on the pretext of teaching their own children religious education, they are feeding themselves suicide jackets, but how long will they remain mute and not speak out against this injustice, even knowing the real enemy of the country and the nation?
The situation is that you who have the backbone of this country's economy, who put all sorts of elites in their heads, with their hard work night and day, take them to palaces and crave bread, cloth and stay, even your blood sweat can't give you even once bread and clean water to achieve your own maintenance. , your child If you get sick, you don't even have a few rupees in your pocket for medicine.
Even if you are, you're poisoned in the name of medicine, but everyone shuts up knowing that you can't even send your kids to school, but those for whom you shout slogans, line up and vote, their kids in expensive and better schools in Britain, America and Europe. And then these children of the elite come to read 'from the outside' and you squeeze the necks of the jis because these returning foreign politicians take the reins of the bureaucracy and the institutions with distribution power, but the afrin is so loose in you that you are so loose that you don't get lost, but you're ready to scream and sell again just for a few bucks.
Your sins are happening for generations; You are so lax and disobedient that you do not even obey Allah's commandment that "all human beings are equal." No one is small and large on the basis of wealth, wealth and color, no white has the advantage over black and black over white, perhaps that is why the heavenly God and those who call you God on earth do not change your uncomfortable state. Come on, if you don't agree with my goals and bitter words, then well, if you have the illusion that Allah is seeing everything, you won't make heela, and he will make a medium for you, or he will bring down a mind and a soul on you, it's absolutely your illusion, you also think you're the inhabitants of the stinky and smelly colonies. , you who are the inhabitants of the brick kilns. But you are so slaves, and you who seek your livelihood from piles of garbage, and pour the thrown pieces of the elite into their hungry sins, and remain silent about the oppression of your children, even killing them, and do not speak out against "these powerful" and think they do not have the status in their eyes.
Be able to speak or dare to ask, and you are 100% willing to live as men even when you are alive, and you think that this is your destiny, and you cannot change it with your hands, and you are entitled to the fruits of this country with the same stiff necks, so that no one can stop you, nor can anyone stop you. , you don't even have the demons to save you. The armies will descend from the heavens, so it was decided that you had to die like insects in a state of indifference and helplessness, so make sure, but before you die, Mr. Qatil Shafai said, "Read these few lines." The person I don't love Laughs don't hate to see meThey are amazed by the family's neglect. But no one reproaches the thievesDan testimony of my prostrations. I don't adore the darkness of clandestineness. I don't forget, I'm still a man of manners. I still don't advise anyone else. There is no hypocrite in the world. He who suffers injustice does not rebel.
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