By : Iqra Saeed
He didn’t have a protocol
He didn’t have a squad
He lived like a common man
Prospered by a plod
He didn’t have the weapons
He didn’t hold criminality
Ambushed so viviciously
Payed for fidelity
Wolves feed on human blood
Ripped off the innocent
All humans shed tears
On act of this dissident
Curse you all devils
Curse you so loud
All your filthy bodies
Soon face the shroud
