By Aslam Shah
Some heroes dont come in capes or white,
In red ferraris or action movies,
A hero’s life is a courageous fight,
To his family lies his noble duties.
He left his children and his wife,
To give good lies and make hearts full,
Its okay he doesnt have the same life,
As long as others don’t face the gruel.
In the day he piles under the sun,
At night he sleeps in a dorm of eight,
There is no time for leisure or fun,
To earn a humble sum that they’re paid.
For who amongst us can do his job?
A hero’s job is of contant sacrifice,
To think of when will the hardship stop?
A hero’s smile can hide his cries.
We walk and drive past them all day,
Even curse at the noise they make,
But we use the roads and paths they lay,
Show some thanks for goodness sake.
We tell our children not to end like that,
Get educated and rich to avoid hardship,
Pity you dont see the blessings they get,
The values they have run miles so deep.
No, heroes don’t always come in capes or white.
They can even come in a yellow cap.