Poems by Fizza Abbas
Ode to farmers
When I was a child,
the story of the revival of Lazarus
never really struck me
but now when I look at our farmers
I know why Jesus raised him
He saw the peak of human potential
in generations to come
Sowing seeds in the farm,
saving them from wild enemies,
these godfathers ensure their little ones
can be a source of sustenance
It's not easy to give up on your child
like that. Especially when you don't know
how his foster parents will be.
Pandemic is jealous of the warmth
these people show,
thus disrupting the food supply chain,
making our godfathers destroy their babies
with bare hands.
How more cruel can COVID-19 be?
I thank the debris
from my house of clay,
for providing a three-course meal
to my little ones
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Fizza Abbas is a Freelance Content Writer based in Karachi, Pakistan. She is fond of poetry and music. Her works have been published at many platforms including Indiana Voice Journal and Poetry Pacific.
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