crown of roses and thorns

dou roti her ik ko
mil hee jatee hay

ger jo aisa na hota
tou phir na hotay aaj
millions maiN
hum*

livelihood a struggle
for many from first breath
to the last whispered sigh

aur hum
bila wajeh khush qismat
jo chaha, woh paya**

this dichotomy
a black and white cross
we're destined to carry

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* nobody dies hungry/ if it were true/ we'd not be in millions

** and/without reason/we so lucky/all our wishes/fulfilled