XI-XLII
An
alien I am within my own race,
To whom I should take the Issues' I face.
Those hidden pricks I fear to disclose,
I tell not my griefs to heart, though close.1
1. At last Iqbal feels that none is the
friend of a man in this world save Allah' alone. Iqbal explains this theme in
another couplet.
To know this seeker everyone failed,
To whom what he said, from where be hailed?