HUMANITY

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This morning is bit

different, calm and quite

'mind' wandering far away;

and more away

With white collared job

and with money

I realized nothing is

possible.

What I need is

to fulfill dream in me

which grown up

with me in

core of heart;

Yes! to help them; refugees

which sprout during

matriculation period

made my mind wandering

Yes it is my lust!

What I need is not

a Cleopatra,

rather a chance to

be with refugees

When I was 15,

this stick on my mind

But in nation

of money and fame

I was not.

Alas! now here

I am beginning

my solo trip.

Not with pride of

white collared job

but with heart of my,

mine only!

In the world of them

I found myself haunted

with happiness throughout

my mind and soul!

Taste of humanity

is different!

supposed to be heard from

one named 'Amir',

"Our food is our God

daily bread is jewel

we are now used to darkness

our cornea now just

have rods

we didn't have cones!

We just know days

are running

Dawn to dusk

we are with

same mind and

thoughts of food and shelter"

I was in shock with

those lines;

We are humans

just 'humans'

and not super characters

With these children of

just five; used with

poverty and malnutrition

I found myself 'lucky bomb'

to be born and carried

up in hands of Diamonds;

my pa and ma- parents

I grew up as their gemstone

I am at the peak

of happiness.

Now with Amir and

his friends its been more

than one month

and still counting

And Almighty,

Thanking you!

You fulfilled my dream;

made me more human

Their 'Gem' found that

everything is not

just mirage!

Everything happens on time

We born as Human

with tonnes of values

to give a hand for the needy

What will be left with us

on last day;the judgment day

is just some sand and good

deeds we did!

I cried for you!

found it harder

and now I did it

my matriculation period wizardry

came to reality

I cried for thousands of

Amir; along with them!

I moved on

without any idea

like a bird

just with hoes and hopes

and mere hopes

Walked through the

river of barren sand and

shining sun to find next

Amir and his mates

The refugees!

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