My beautiful Pakistan
You have given us tears,
When we needed smiles
After all these years,
All we have had are trials
The state of our country, we should hang our head in shame,
Be it corruption, politics, sport earhtqaukes or flood
It feels like all we have is ourselves to blame,
Our ancestors gave their sweat and blood
To get this beautiful land,
They must be tunring in their graves
The time has come to make a stand,
Instead of spedning our lives as slaves
The beauty of the North,
The beautiful skies that move backwards and forth
The great mountains and the beautiful lakes,
Whose water and streams are as delicate as flakes
The ruggedness of the South
The red forts in Lahore,
The diveristy of Karachi,
The blue waves and the brown sand
And the vastness of the sea
This beautiful land is a gift from God,
Whether we like it or not is our home and the land of free (OK big exag'ion, Pakistan is as free as my friend's budgie is in his cage)
People of the crescent and the star,
The time has come to stand up
And be counted for wherever you are,
Whoever you are
The nation needs us,
The nation is sccarred
The time has come to give our blood and work hard,
To make sacrifices so we can make gains
Otherwise our problems, our troubles will continue to fall on ous like droplets of rain
As long as we work in his name
God will help us from the sky,
So we can puff our chests and hold our heads high
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My beautiful Pakistan**
Okay not exactly super and by the looks of it I don't like anything specific about Pakistan, just everything!
Atleast I made a try so come on people! It can be two lines or however short you want it!
Give your brain cells some creative activity.