Surayya Abbas - Finding Ways........A Prosaic

As the grey evening arrives
Flocks of birds fly towards West
To their nests for rest
School children
After their second shift
With their firm comittment
For a sparkling future
Walk back to their homes
With heavy bags
Full of knowledge
On their strengthless shoulders.
Beggers sum up the collected money
And plan new sources for next day.
Jobless youth with worn-out faces
Still keep their hopes alive
For a new horizon
And return to their living places
For they believe
That every ending
Has a new beginning.

Surayya Abbas

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