How much love is lost tonight?
From morning to till night,
How many love is lost?
How many guns are shot?
How much tears is wasted?
How many men are amputated?
How many sleep without love and care?
How many wait with wet eyes for dear and near?
None dares to count the amount
No body keeps the true account.
How many spend life without shed above?
Here is a hand spread with care and love.
Don't lose faith and sigh in sorrow,
Believe me the sun will rise again tomorrow.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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