Season Poem by Abdul Wahab
Season
Frequently season changes
Brings new, new weather
Of different taste and colour
Sometimes it is too hot or cold
And get the burn to bear
It is just to suit
To serve self
And to satisfy whimsical mood
On the dead bodies of steadfastness and honesty
It plays the game of hypocrisy
And brings new, new tactics
But oh! Season
Remember your changing weather
Will not with stand the mighty sun.
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4/26/2024 3:44:27 PM # 1.0.0.1119
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