Kist Dar Shahro Ke

'Who in the city has not cried out from your cruelty's hand / No one has known such oppression as yours' — the beloved's cruelty is expanded from personal to civic: it is not this speaker alone who suffers, but everyone in the city (shahr). The beloved has become a public phenomenon, her injustice as wide as the urban community.

'Everyone who called you beautiful and sun-faced / Now there is no one who does not bear a wound from your hand' — the historical claim is that praise preceded wound. Those who once praised her beauty now carry her mark. Beauty and cruelty are in sequence: admiration was the precondition for the damage.

'There is no ear to hear the cry, O God, in this city / Otherwise there is no one who does not have a cry from your hand' — the final move is the most devastating: not only does everyone suffer, but no one can hear the suffering. The city is full of wounds and cries, and there is no one to receive them. The address to God (khudaya) marks the moment when human recipients have run out.