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
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