As I can think
I am different from many of you
As I don't follow the mass
I am with the few.
I don't think about the people
Those sleep in protected AC room
covering blanket of international brand
I think only about those
who spend sleepless nights at border
Taking their life in hand.
Not for you the celebrety, for them
public sympathy goes
I know you will betray one day
So I think for those.
yes i also feel for those people who spent sleepless nights in the pavement, well penned poem thanks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A compassionate poem, Mohammed. Thanks