The Consolation

January 25, 2023

Look at the kites these are still flying
Beneath the bright sunlight

The sign of morning and dawn’s hue
That is life, giving its clue

Don’t get fed up, and catch every chance
To listen to the rhythm of heartbeat
And allow yourself to dance

As beneath your cracked palm
The blood is still fresh and warm

The murderers and so called protector
Both are tired and worn
Before your courage and valor
They looked so puny and torn

So sure is bright coming day
After every darkest night
The truth is stronger forever
Against the falsehood’s might

That “No Man’s Land” just says
Don’t look behind the trench

Just look at you, yourself
Can find all, Salvation’s ways
For you and your progenies
Forever, and ever always…

 

 

Aamir Habib

From a small town of Khairpur living with a mother, sisters, wife and beautiful little daughter, Aamir Habib Soomro is a former Teacher, Trainer, & Development Professional. A part-time writer, Poet and Public Speaker, currently working as full-time Administrative Superintendent in a Mehran UET, Shaheed Z.A. Bhutto Campus Khairpur, Sindh Pakistan.

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