The voice of my poor people, city is our home
In my great Afghanistan millions of people living, rich, poor, business men, worker, farmers, etc.
But my poor people with injured hands which has brush in hand and brushing streets of the city, and collect all of the dusts around the streets which we can walk softly. Yes that is the father or brother of us who has power in hand and loves for his family and his hometown and teaches us to say our city is our home keeps it clean.
In summer with face full of sweat and in winter cool breeze and cool weather which his hands got cold working hard to make some money for their family support in order not to see his son hungry face at night, however he cannot make good money. But cleaning of his city and working is his pride.
And we should not say we don’t need such people in our society we should take care of such people otherwise this city will be full of dust and will go down in garbage, these bright and light people which has apron and gloves on hand and wear orange waste coat for his city and fighting against bad materials but with soft and nice heart they work very hard and teaches us that our city is our home, and has hope in his heart with brush in hand will build their country and will keep in neat and every where it is their word city is our home.
Our homes which we are living will be cleaned by ourselves by our moms, sisters, or brothers but who will take care of the city our hometown this is their hand the brave men.
And who will take of the city? These brave men will answer to this, they will take care of this with their precious hands and will clean the streets and roads to avoid the nature from unused materials and dust, they love to give them a hand and help them this means living in same place this means we are with them the question is not just our home this is our city we should be responsible of our city our culture, and they the only people taking care of the our own city.
They are the owner of these streets and roads but me, you and all the rest and just passing on that, and our only saying Hi for them will raise their pride and their love for their county. We should not see them as poor or see them in poor way, they are the only ones taking care of our life and our health and at last their word is long live Afghanistan city is our home.
Javid Haidari