A mother wearing dark
Black cloth
Waiting, weeping and searching
For her child
Gathering rose petals from
Divested ground
I saw an angel who spread
All around
Pity and sorrow written allover
Their face
Limbed, paralyzed and destroyed
Forfeit by human race
But still they smile with
Playful eyes
I saw an angel who
Forgot to fly
Sitting on the ground with
Worn out cloths
Playing with toys thou made
Of shells and stones
Sitting in a car of
Imaginary ride
I saw an angel playing
Seek and hide
Hunger and poverty
As fate destined
Desperate need for just
Single bite
Standing by the window of
Shimmering lights
I saw an angel who
Ran of fright
The greed for more power
And black gold
Knowing its not rite
But they hide in their pride
They are human but no
Humanity left inside
I saw an angel who falls
Every moment and
Weep with painful cry
Asif Baloch
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