اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
See them sitting in the rain
As the sky is darkening
Three lines of traffic edge past
The ministry of social affairs
At a junction, on the ground
An amputee and a pregnant hound
Sit by young men with withered arms
As if death had already passed
Through every alleyway and left
A million beggars’ silhouettes
Near where the money-changers sit
By their locked glass cabinets
What’s happened? Let’s go and ask
The ministry of social affairs
Near where the money-changers sit
By their locked glass cabinets
