Hope

He in rags gazes at the dull and empty sky 

Stepping his feet on a barren land 

Closed his eyes as if dreaming 

Praying for God, clasping his both hands

Hopes for a better day than today 

Hopes to be away from his dirty and old rags 

His wife in burden with hearth 

Shaking empty plates with kids of empty tummies 

Gazes at the grey carpet sky 

Wishes for a colorful rainbow 

Where their plates fill with bits of rice 

The clock strikes midnight 

His head hidden among the bulk of books 

Sleepless night with cold taste coffee 

Theories with notes running down in memory 

Functioning with practicals and short notes 

Stepping in the path of wisdom 

He hopes for a better future 

Be away from the struggle of poverty 

To cherish his parents with the shelter of black coat 

We all arose together in our hands together 

To drive away from the evil "CORONA"

We hope to smile free from masks 

We want to laugh with freedom 

We hope for "CORONA FREE GLOBE"