<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=464300" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Way to Homage (A Message for the Pakistani Nation)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The fairest land whereupon we move, <br>Our children pace with out iron-bands, <br>Free with priceless blessing of liberty, <br>Contains beneath crust of soft surface, <br>Pure blood of the reverend ancestors, <br>Cries of the innocents, sacrificing sisters, <br>The cold sighs of the bland mothers, <br>Who beheld spectacles heartrending, <br>Their sons were stifled, slaughtered, <br>And perforated the chests of husbands.<br>They saw welling out the bleeding hearts, <br>And shawls of daughters torn to rags; <br>But determined they to make us secure, <br>Entrusting us the beauteous motherland, <br>Enriched with plentiful bounteous blessings.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To pay homage for the deeds dignified, <br>Let us beautify the land more and more, <br>By planting roses, scattering coloured petals, <br>Making the paths fragrant and perfumed, <br>Where upon we find the sacred foot prints, <br>Of fathers, mothers, brothers and sisters, <br>Their souls might only rest in peace, <br>When we live with love and tolerance, <br>Making the place safe and worth living, <br>By joining hands with the countrymen, <br>Irrespective to caste, creed and colour.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Muhammad+Shanazar">Muhammad Shanazar</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=464300" data-title="A Way to Homage (A Message for the Pakistani Nation) de Muhammad Shanazar" data-description="The fairest land whereupon we move, Our children pace with out iron-bands, Free with priceless blessing of liberty, Contains beneath crust of soft surface, Pure blood of the reverend ancestors, Cries of the innocents, sacrificing sisters, Th..."></div> </div> </div>

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