"Wagand penitent has returned, tricks or tests helped him not,
Food and clothing, bedding and residence at Pir's abode he got."
.....Bhitai [sur Bilawal]

Pir, here, is refered to the Holy Prophet Muhammad, who is considered by Muslims as the perfect guide and leader of mankind.

Wagand the vagabond, rebuffed by others, is back soon,
His wife threw him out and gave him no food,
Now he keeps on saying "from Pir's side I will not budge an inch."

Wagand sits expecting his breakfast,
This place he will not quit, for he inhales its air fragrant.

With great hopes Wagand awaits his breakfast,
Weak in body, food he gorges like a glutton.

Dirty, stinking Wagand is here again,
"Dear Lord, give me perfume that I may smell sweet," he prays.

Wagand, filthy and ugly is here again,
He gives not up the leather socks, being in love with one who perfume sells.

Merciful Lord, attend to Wagand, sitting beside your door,
Help this deseased one, his perpetual ailment cure.

Hell dweller Wagand, is here again,
Sayed's company makes dirty ones fragrant,
Stick fast to perfume, that you may always have sweet smell.

Uncouth Wagand, who prays not, is here again,
Like a falcon after partridge, he goes for sweet smell.

From a place called Kotri, Wagand has come again,
Hit him with a strong stick to reform this hellish rake.

click here for...Sur Bilawal Section I : Have Faith In The Saying
click here for...Sur Bilawal Section II : Awe Inspiring Like The Lion

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