Beneath The Scorching Sun Poem by Mohammad Muzzammil

In the heat of the day, when the wind blows hot,
The scorching sun outside, its rays relentless and fierce,
We seek shelter indoors, finding solace in our spot,
But there are those who toil, their work they must pierce.
Their brows glisten with perspiration, their faces aglow,
As they endure the heat, their spirits continue to grow.

Their efforts often unnoticed, their sacrifice unseen,
And they strive to make a difference, no matter the situation,
But in their hearts, a fire burns, strong and keen.
For they know the value of hard work and dedication,
Their perseverance is an inspiration to be.
For in their hands, they shape the world we see,

May their spirits stay strong, may they find relief,
For in their work under the sun, their true worth is known,
And may their dedication bring them joy and belief.
So let's appreciate their efforts, let our gratitude be shown,
May they find respite and strength in their endeavor,
And may their efforts be honoured, now and forever.