Blessed you are that you have a tongue
And in a day you speak a lot of words
Few of them are in favor of poor and weak?
If not, then, the meaning of them is surely lost.
In life, you may walk miles after miles
And you may feel proud that you have two legs
But have you ever stood against any wrong?
If not, then, your pride is surely a false one.
Hands are for working and ears for hearing
And you are quite happy that you use them a lot
But have you ever lent your hand to a destitute
Or listened to the agony of an orphan?
If not, then, the meaning of them is surely lost.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A noble and notable poem, Abdul....10++++++++++++