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