The hope shows up again
With reinstatement of justice that shall prevail
The reign of chaos, the law that trailed
This is when the nation rises and can’t fail

Cry of our children
Dear Lord, Someone prevent this nation from corruption
They rise from the dead, just like magicians
Pulling  hope out of empty baskets
A message to the leaders of the coercion
The people eager to lay down in their caskets

Jinnah had a vision
respectful and pure
They confused land with religion
Thought that would be the only cure

Corruption of the feudal
Reflects unto the individuals
This time is so shameful
That we have to be faithful

The men in arms, couldn’t get rid of the curse
Clash of interests, care for their purse
Who would legislate the terse?
My nation ran out of tears to burst

People to go on with the search
Of a man who could lead us through the darkness
Our Zulifkar, who could see from the perch
The Imran of today, against the malicious

The hope shows up again
With reinstatement of justice that shall prevail
This is when the nation rises and cant fail
The reign of chaos, the law that trailed

–Hussain