Sun Bright Lunch Poem by Aftab Alam

A bunch of boys and a bunch of girls,
Preparing to have sunbright lunch,
On the shore seeing tide with munch,
One handful sand full of dream curls

Five dead men carrying the young alive,
Unto grave yard to burry him with jive,
One old man peeping through the grave,
‘Hurry-up, put him alive, seems so brave',

Ha, ha ha ha laugh echod from all rounds,
Enough earth is available to eat-abounds,
Poverty graves are in millions, here we enjoy,
Those who are alive, worst than dead-a decoy,

Keep patience follow this faith, we do charity,
Whole world is suffering with religious disparity