This outward show of love so great,
Is guise to hide the hunter's hate:
New songs for rescue that I sang
Against their stone deaf ears didn't I bang.

Began to place in jail-like cage,
Such blossoms that had dried with age
In mind he had this idea wrong,
That prey might 'stay in cage for long.

In the East bondage and mimicry
Have spread the germs of pain and grief
In the West rule of chosen mobs
Is source of sorrows main and chief.

Neither the East is quite immune,
Nor West from germs is fully free
Wide-spread the blight of heart and glance,
A few can claim true joy and glee.

TO THE PALESTINIAN ARABS

I know the fire that burns throughout your frame,
The lands of world still fear its scorching flame.
Your cure in Geneva or London you can't trace,
Wind-pipe of Franks is gripped by Jewish race.
I know that subject nations freedom gain,
If they would nourish Self, display its main.

The Turkish Knight said to me at prayer's end.
"Why do your Imams prostrate for long and bend"
That simple manly knight and Muslim free,
Knew not at all what such prayer be.
Free men have thousands of pursuits in life,
Nations progress through great zeal and strife.
In slave's body beat for deeds is nil,
Always his days and nights are at stand still.
IF they prostrate for long no wonder there,
Besides prostration, the poor have no affair.
May God to Muslim Priests of India grant
Homage that news of Life in hearts can plan

The causes that make the nations sick
Are quite obscure, too vague and fine
Although some man may try his best,
Yet cause in full he can't define.

The chiefs and guides of slaves have sunk
So low that it seems so much odd!
If mode of lions is presented to them,
They will see naught save guile and fraud.

If a Moses forms a secret League
With the Pharoah of his time
For his nation such like Moses
Is curse committing dreadful crime.

May French wine-seller's heart-illuming mart
Always flourish, thrive arid look much smart
Aleppo made glass bowls and flagons so fine
Are full with ruby red sparkling wine.

If jews 'to Palestine can show any right
And for their ancient land can enter fight,
Wherefore to Spanish land the Arab's claim
Be deemed as sheer. pretext, quite false and lame

English imperial rule is merely meant
To sow among the Arabs seeds of dissent
Their real aim to something else relates,
It does not mean orange parks, honey and dates.

POLITICAL LEADERS

You can not much expect
From those who politics guide
Their wont to play with dust,
To lowly dust are tied.

Their gaze is ever fixed
On humble ants and flies
Their noose as frail as web,
Can't cast it on the skies.

How lucky the Caravan,
Whose Chief possesses the stock
Of lofty angelic thoughts,
And passions firm as rock

The League appears to be in death's tight grips,
I fear this grim news may escape my lips.
The Fate of League to all is plain and clear
But Church. Guides pray that safely it may steer.
On Frank's dear mistress, may remain alive,
By Satan's charm a Few days more survive.

ALEXANDER

Is your retribution shackles or cold steel,
Your violence on high seas, all sailors feel?

PIRATE

Alas! Alexander, you deem it void of blame,
Do men of same craft bear each other's shame?
Your craft is blood-shed and my craft the same,
We are both bandits, is diverse fields play the game?

A Frankish Lord advised his son to seek
Such aim that is always pleasant ne'er bleak.
If lion's temper is to lamb revealed,
It will entirely make its blood congealed.
Much good, if regal point remains in heart,
In dominating men sword plays no part.
Pour the Self in culture's acid strong,
When it becomes soft, mould it as you long.
On this Elexir's efficacy you can count,
To heap of dust can change a mighty mount!