The Sun

After the end of the day
When I go to him to ask my wage
Slowly he goes to sleep
Without giving me what he promised

Next day in the morning
He comes with a new pledge
Whole day I work hard
But at twilight
At the time of pay
Again he shows his red big eyes

On being cheated and insulted
The day I decide to chase
Behind the clouds
like a coward
He hides his face.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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