IF THEY ARE AGAINST, LET THEM BE by Rahat Indori

(Translated from the Urdu by by Maaz Bin Bilal.)

If they are against, let them be, it’s not the end of life, 
This is all smoke, not the sky—this night.

If there’s fire, then other homes too shall burn, 
The houses here are not all mine.

I know the enemy isn’t lesser, but,
 They don’t wear their life easy like mine.

What comes out of our mouths has the power of truth. 
The tongue in my mouth isn’t thine.

Today’s masters of the throne won’t be here tomorrow, 
They’re tenants, it’s not their right divine.

Everyone’s blood is mixed in the soil here, 
Hindostan’s not your dad’s, nor mine.

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