|Enmesh in politics the Brahmin—from|
Their ancient altars the twice-born expel!
The man who famine-racked still fears no death—
Muhammad’s spirit from his breast expel!
With Frankish daydreams fill Arabia’s brain—
Islam from Yemen and Hijaz expel!
The Afghan reveres in religion: take this cure—
His teachers from their mountain-glens expel!
My songs in Muslim hearts ignite a flame,
Turn out such singer from park for this blame.
Iqbal’s breath fans the poppy into flame—
Such minstrels from the flower-garden expel!