Hey Rikshaw

People call me 'Hey Rikshaw'

No one knows me by my name.

Despite I am not eager to accept this identity,

But I have to respond.

Whether it is scorching heat,

Or it chilling cold.

This road is my habitat

This rikshaw is my scraggly bed.

A bike crashed me yesterday,

My leg and hand are bleedy

But I have to go for livelihood.

My family is waiting for me,

They want new clothes on this Eid.

Although I have a single dress,

But I'll bring for them.

I'll take less food, I'll miss my lunch.

But I'll make more money for my family.

They are waiting for me.

-Moin Khan