Secret Of Growth - Poem by HASNAIN AAQIB
When my legs rested in Japan
For a certain time’s span
I witnessed there many a things
Some pleasant, a few with shattered wings.
Once two cars smashed into each other
So, the traffic could could move no further
Both drivers soon came out
Unguessed to me, instead to shout
They bowed to each other, with manner
On their face, humanity’s humble cover
And under the polite tone of regret
And excellent example both set
Each said, “ Oh sir, for God’s sake
Forgive me, it was my mistake.”
So each smiled and in happiness
Passed through the way with much grace.
This demonstrates the saturation
Of a nation’s spiritual exhilaration
And strength of their national endurance
How can be kept positive balance
In much advanced, progressive way
To stay alive till the final day.
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