My son Aghaz, shown me with curiosity,
Look; birds every moment they drink,
They raise their head,
Tell me, why is it so?
Lo! They are faithful to Lord,
Always singing-merrymaking,
They chirp..chirping,
Every drop they drunk, they praised,
'Thanked to Almighty'
Without any grief and anxiety'
Then they are better than us!
You may think so, but it's not true,
We are superior to all,
The difference is simple—
They are always alert,
And we, selfish, careless…
love to flirt.
Praise to be Lord and never you giggle,
'Cause another name of life is struggle,
Aftab Alam
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