Life........A Task
God broke a glass toy
And gave it to man
His art to employ
To do what he can.
Day and night man tries
To search out pieces'
He dives, runs, and flies.
But each Hour teases.
His hands are cut deep
And heart and soul bleed,
He becomes a bones'heap
Reduces to seed.
Soul feels the agony
And leaves the world hard
Life is such irony
Stony house of card.
poem by Prof Niamat Ali Murtazai
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