حکومت الھی

بندۂ حق بے نیاز از ہر مقامنے غلام او را نہ او کس را غلام

The servant of God has no need of any station, no man is his slave, and he is the slave of none;

رسم و راہ و دین و آئینش ز حقزشت و خوب و تلخ و نوشینش ز حق

His customs, his way, his faith, his laws are of God, of God his foul and fair, his bitter and sweet.

عقل خود بین غافل از بہبود غیرسود خود بیند نبیند سود غیر

The self-seeking mind heeds not another’s welfare, sees only its own benefit, not another’s;

وحی حق بینندۂ سود ہمہدر نگاہش سود و بہبود ہمہ

God’s revelation sees the benefit of all, its regard is for the welfare and profit of all.

عادل اندر صلح و ہم اندر مصافوصل و فصلش لایراعی لایخاف

Just alike in peace and in the ranks of war, His joining and parting are without fear and favour;

غیر حق چون ناہے و آمر شودزور ور بر ناتوان قاھر شود

When other than God determines the aye and nay then the strong man tyrannises over the weak;

زیر گردون آمری از قاہری استآمری از "ما سوی اﷲ" کافری است

In this world command is rooted in naked power; mastery drawn from other than God is pure unbelief.

قاہر آمر کہ باشد پختہ کاراز قوانین گرد خود بندد حصار

The tyrannical ruler who is well-versed in power builds about himself a fortress made up of edicts;

جرہ شاہین تیز چنگ و زود گیرصعوہ را در کارہا گیرد مشیر

White falcon, sharp of claw and swift to seize, he takes for his counsellor the silly sparrow

قاہری را شرع و دستوری دہدبے بصیرت سرمہ با کوری دہد

Giving to tyranny its constitution and laws, a sightless man giving collyrium to the blind.

حاصل آئین و دستور ملوکدھخدایان فربہ و دہقان چو دوک

What results from the laws and constitutions of kings? Fat lords of the manor, peasants lean as spindles!

واے بر دستور جمہور فرنگمردہ تر شد مردہ از صور فرنگ

Woe to the constitution of the democracy of Europe! The sound of that trumpet renders the dead still deader;

حقہ بازان چون سپہر گرد گرداز امم بر تختۂ خود چیدہ نرد

Those tricksters, treacherous as the revolving spheres, have played the nations by their own rules, and swept the board!

شاطران این گنج ور آن رنج برھر زمان اندر کمین یکدگر

Robbers they, this one wealthy, that one a toiler, all the time lurking in ambush one for another;

فاش باید گفت سر دلبرانما متاع و این ھمہ سوداگران

Now is the hour to disclose the secret of those charmers – we are the merchandise, and they take all the profits.

دیدہ ہا بے نم ز حب سیم و زرمادران را بار دوش آمد پسر

Their eyes are hard out of the love of silver and gold, their sons are a burden upon their mothers’ backs.

واے بر قومے کہ از بیم ثمرمی برد نم را ز اندام شجر

Woe to a people who, out of fear for the fruit, carries off the very sap from the tree’s trunk.

تا نیارد زخمہ از تارش سرودمی کشد نازادہ را اندر وجود

And, that the plectrum wins no melody from its strings, slays the infant yet unborn in its mother’s womb.

گرچہ دارد شیوہ ہای رنگ رنگمن بجز عبرت نگیرم از فرنگ

For all its repertory of varied charms I will take nothing from Europe except-a warning!

اے بہ تقلیدش اسیر آزاد شودامن قرآن بگیر آزاد شو

You enchained to the imitation of Europe, be free, clutch the skirt of the Koran, and be free!