Faiz Ahmad Faiz on Dictatorships

Three Voices

By Faiz Ahmad Faiz

(1)
Tyrant

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Come, let us rejoice!
Today is the festival of the death and all hope, Humanity is buried once and for all
Compassion has fled to the dark hills.
The graveyards are full.
I have set you free
From the bondage of night and day.
The splendour of dawn is not for you.
Sleep will bring you no comfort.

I have subjugated all freedom loving eyes
With my sword.
I have Strangled every aspiration.
No more will the boughs bend with blossoms.
Spring will writhe i the fire of Nimrod.
Never again will the pearly rain fall.
Clouds will be made of thorns and straw. I owe allegiance to a new creed.
My laws are different.
my code is unique.

The pious bow before abominable idols.
The tall kiss the feet of clay pygmies.
On earth the doors of devotion
Have been closed
And in heaven the gates of benediction
Sealed.

(2)
Victim

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Night is the harbinger of pain
And the dawning day its maturity.
At noon every vein burst with agony
And sunset appears the demon of fear.
Was this what you destined for me?
O God! This repetitive horror of night and day.
This never ending restless journey of my life.
Not even an iota of happiness.
They say that cruelty pleases you
And injustice is not possible without your consent
If this is true, should I deny your justice?
Should I listen to them
Or should I believe in you?

(3)
Voice from the unknown

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Warn all those in authority
To hold fast to their book of deeds.
When the masses surge into the streets
Crying for vengeance,
All appeals for mercy –
All blubbering excuses –
Will be spurned aside.
Patrons and influential friends will be of no use.
Reward and punishment will be dispensed here.
Here will be hell and paradise.
Here and now will be the day of judgment.

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