Yahya Naqvi

In a world of guided missiles
In a world of misguided men

Television is draining imagination
Media is enslaving a nation
Life is a competition, a ruthless race
Leaders are corrupt and without grace

Divided into many congregations
A political atmosphere of aberration
Sold-out tyrants with motives deranged
Few believers willing to fight for change

In a world of guided missiles
In a world of misguided men

Used to harassment and interrogation
Shutting our mouths with hesitation
Quicker than lightning, bombs hit the ground
Most victims are buried, but some aren't found

In need of help, but forgetting prostration
Closed hands from charitable donations
In difficult times God's help we should seek
He will provide victory in a time so bleak

In a world of guided missiles
In a world of misguided men

As the pendulum of justice begins to swing
Oppressors keep trying to pull more strings
Don't let mischief of the devil bring you down
For in a mighty river the pharaoh did drown

Keep up your fast and trust your prayer
There is an afterlife, so stay well aware
Times change and society transforms
A true believer always weathers the storm

In a world of guided missiles
In a world of misguided men