Sometimes, I wake up in the morning feeling sadness in my heart,
I look out my doors, full of yearning.
What I found is lost.
What I bought is sold.
Whom I met have left away, leaving the pain for me.
Then I think:
The birds are still there on the tree branches
And the bees are still buzzing
And the laugh of the child is echoing everywhere
Though
Not all the human beings are happy!

Salah Jaheen.. from poem: Crossroads