(tisri duniya ke tamam logon ke nam)
ajab hadsa hai

ki bachpan mein hum jin khilaunon se khele the
ab wo khilaune

hamare hi haalat se khelte hain
wo nazuk mujassame

wo rangin gudiyaen
tayyare pistol

fauji sipahi
kabhi jo hamare ishaaron ke mohtaj the

aafrin tujh pe meyar-e-gardish
ki ab wo khilaune

hamein chabiyan bhar rahe hain
hamare maweshi hamare hi baghat ko char rahe hain

khilaunon ke is khel mein
hum to yun kho gae hain

ki har kaam ki hum se ummid rakh lo
agar koi taqwe ki chabi ghuma de

to dadhi badha len
agar koi thodi si qimat laga kar

kisi shakhs ka ghar bata de
to agle hi pal mein us ki gardan uda den

hamara hai kya
hum to andhe muazzin hain

bazu pakad ke jo garje mein le jaoge
to bhi maryam ki taswir ke samne

ungliyan kan mein thuns lenge
hamara hai kya

hum to patthar ki wo murti hain
jise chahe sajda karo

ya tamacha laga do
magar wo to hathon se chhati chhupae

sada muskuraati rahegi