101. My country cannot make progress,

SONNET 101

By JH Sayyar
My country cannot make progress,
They imitate all, not invent in life,
Mosque, schools, rules; slaves of tax,
Murder, looting, corruption and strife.
Judges and police support the plunders,
Fighters always think of ruling the State,
No experience and make a lot blunders,
To befool the public make a long debate.
All copy foreign manners in the dress,
Along with it they make all evil things,
Forget the prophets’ manners to impress,
All passion-slaves; the rulers or kings.

Friends; the secrets of progress I tell you,
Educate the nation we do neglect it true!