Chund roti ke tukdon se pet bhar jata hai,
Phir kyu insaan doudta rehta hai,
yeh kaisi bhookh hai jo mit tee nahi…
Garibee se haal behaal hai logon ka,
Tan par kapda nahi, rang sookh chuka hai chehron ka,
Yeh kaisi mayusee hai jo toot tee nahi…
Kahi toh khil rahe hai chehre, roshni hai chahu aur,
Kahi bujhe chehron main milta nahi andheron ka akhree chor,
Yeh kaisi majboori hai jo chut tee nahi…
Rangon bhari is dunia main, kyu berang hai unki basti,
kyu mayusee hai chayee unke dilon par, kaha gum hai unki hasti,
yeh sawalon ki kaisi ladi hai jo toot tee nahi…
Itna ghareeb hai mukaddar unka, phir bhi muskurate hai woh,
Chadar bhale hi choti ho, par befikra so jate hai woh,
Sang ek asha hai jine ki jo ruth tee nahi,
yeh kaisi bhookh hai jo mit tee nahi…
Phir kyu insaan doudta rehta hai,
yeh kaisi bhookh hai jo mit tee nahi…
Garibee se haal behaal hai logon ka,
Tan par kapda nahi, rang sookh chuka hai chehron ka,
Yeh kaisi mayusee hai jo toot tee nahi…
Kahi toh khil rahe hai chehre, roshni hai chahu aur,
Kahi bujhe chehron main milta nahi andheron ka akhree chor,
Yeh kaisi majboori hai jo chut tee nahi…
Rangon bhari is dunia main, kyu berang hai unki basti,
kyu mayusee hai chayee unke dilon par, kaha gum hai unki hasti,
yeh sawalon ki kaisi ladi hai jo toot tee nahi…
Itna ghareeb hai mukaddar unka, phir bhi muskurate hai woh,
Chadar bhale hi choti ho, par befikra so jate hai woh,
Sang ek asha hai jine ki jo ruth tee nahi,
yeh kaisi bhookh hai jo mit tee nahi…