Earth to the mankind : By – Dr. Mustafa Kamal

You have torn my bosom,
You have spoiled my face;
With the streams of your blood,
My surface is now totally red.
 
Often it is my deep sigh of pain,
That becomes floods and quakes;
If still you don’t mend your ways ,
My sighs will reduce you to rubble.
 

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