Culture
In the summer noon!
Faisal Karim
Bearing the brunt of the summer
I said to my; with a little despair
What am I doing being no where
I said to my self, with a little despair
Messy place without drop of water
I said to my self, with a little despair
Flood of people hands up in the air
I said to myself, with a little despair
No respect, neither anyone cares
I said to myself with a little despair
Humanity has lost its entire fair
I said to myself with a little despair