We Are Tourist Poem by Aftab Alam

Sirah! Everything you have,
Though you are a tourist,
Do you remember your home?
Where, there lived your dad and mom,
If immediate call comes,
You'll depart leaving all,
Are your luggage ready?
What are the things you will carry,

Hatred, Vice, cruelty, the pet you keep,
They will go with you sinking deep,

Love, virtue, sublimity, whither ye lost,
Search them, for you, they will be the host,

Be ready, be free, before you fall,
You'll have to move, getting the call.