Eid

Dear heart let it go Don't be stubborn Eid is a name of joys Glads've no relation with us We're sorrowful and wistful This Eid is not for us Our clothes are chapped We are still bare, Hungry and homeless We can't afford new goods People are blind having eyes They can't see our helplessness All hug one another But contuse is still there Our Eid is not depend on moon This moon doesn't obey us This should ask us before it appears