Martyr of freedom of speech is Mashaal khan
His body was dragged and I heard his cries in my dreams
His soul was still strong
One against many is cowardice
Reforms in Blasphemy laws calls for my blood too
Unjust and inhuman constitution of Pakistan
Worth not even a dime
When an innocent soul died on hands of crazy mob
Whole Universe cries in pain
Whole of humanity is mocked
Death of Mahaal khan is my death too
All Mullah’s are but a disgrace to humanity
Put me in jail and hang me to death
Million mashaal khans will be born again
Enough with this slaughter of geniuses
Long live Mashaal khan
Long live all humanists
Death to all religious extremists
I am a blasphemer too they will say
Like they accused Iqbal a kafir (non-believer)
My faith is much more deeper than any lay Muslim
I rebelled against all those murderes
all those madrassas
Where nothing but leaches are trained
Their rigid mindset and Long beards are disgrace to my existence
Let the blood of Mashaal khan be counted
Let the constitution be torn into pieces
Let the reforms be made
Let the blood be shed like tears
Let reason win and falsehood perish
The Portrait of an Artist 