This poem was published by a columnist in the Urdu daily Jang. The poet, a political worker, is aggrieved by the ongoing negotiations between his BB and the General. The poem has been composed in the populist tradition of Punjabi poetry and therefore expresses the mood on the street. The opening line in English would read: “Our BB has worn half a uniform.” I apologise to the readers who are not familiar with the Urdu script. I will try and translate it some day. I am grateful to S. Khokhar for alerting me to this lively poem.
Here is the poem: