When was the last time
You gave a helping hand?
When was the last time
You shown up a kindness face?
When was the last time
You put a smile on a sad soul?
When? I asked you
Yes you, when?
Your leftover
Is someone's daily bread,
Your rag
Is someone's cloth,
Your bathroom
Is someone's mansion,
What you called bone
Is someone's meat.
Please help
This life is not for eternity,
You will alight from this train called; life
When you reach your destination.
Golden heart has a reward,
And gutter heart has a reward too.
Look, look at them
Just look at them and help them
Because they are:
Homeless, helpless, hopless and shirtless.
Please, be their home
Be their hope
Your reward is with the most gargantuan, God.
ALLAH WILL HELP YOU TOO
AMEEN
Hassan Abubakar Olamilekan
Mystery PEN
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I would like to translate this poem
Homelessness disgraces a nation, as does food banks in the 21st century, particularly mine.
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