Selfless service

MY NEW POEM (SELFLESS SERVICE.) The sun come from its cocoon, with bright Morning dew, spreading across the pearls dazzling. then awakens the slumbered beings, who with puffy eyes prepares for the day long toil. The sun now turns hard, halts the peasants work, vomiting rage and fury, sweats school going children..... But, Cares for every being, regardless of colour, status and religion. Feeds every one though we don't recognize , Life is a selfless service, in real sense, sharing grief and joy, working for starved and thirsty, makes it internally gay. AFTAB TARIQ. 🌞🌞🌞