Cleanliness Poem by Prof Niamat Ali Murtazai

They say ' cleanliness is a must
We need dust nor any rust.
Students come here neat and clean
Roughness is not liked by any dean.
She comes to sweep when we are teaching
Worthy lessons to students we are preaching.
Dust disturbs, sound perturbs us all
This anxiety to us should not fall.
If she doesn't come in dawns silence
We will think over her absence.
For this job, she should not come
How much the dismissal be solemn.'
Helpless husband puts forth the thought
'Jobless I am; I take up her lot.
I shall come to sweep in her place
In penury, light sum is a grace. '.