Sadiqullah Khan

Will I ever be able to write something for you,
You have such a relentless desire to make a living
One day you were very thirsty and wanting sleep
The other you were and like the sparrow looking
For food. You too are a lover and you have some pretty
Little daughters. You come to Torkham everyday
It is like a visit to a holy shrine. It fills desires and rewards
Ambition. Some saint might have touched with barefoot
This soil. I did not do much for you and how could I. The frenzy
That lays in your eyes and every time you telling me,
What you shared on your meal with your family.
A deep honesty and goodness of nature drives
You past the waves of fortune and a living that is
Limited to the day only. Tomorrow is another big day
For you. Such simplicity of character and love,
You might be embellishing. Such is the power of
The dirt under your feet and the sweat on your brow.
Is there anything on earth and in heaven, that can beat
Such nobility of spirit and such gentleness of nature?