Poem about day laborer

Hello!!
My dear hive friends,
I am @samadbro08 from Bangladesh
Today is Wednesday , December 25/2024

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I am a new member here. As a new member today I will share with you a poem about day laborer. Let's start.

Before the sun shines, Life in the field
The smell of sweat, Dream in hand.

Burden on the shoulders, salt on the forehead,
fight with the ground,Dinman gasped, However, there is no boasting.

The sun digs up the soil,Bricks and dreams
Smile with sunshine in the eyes, Still wipe away the tears.

When the day is over, twilight is on the way
rushing home,Fatigue in the eyes, but it sticks to it
A new stream of hope.

Day laborers drive the world, silent their language, Built by them. The strength of society, the hope of hope.

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^{Picture of myself}

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My name is Md. Abdus Samad. I am a Bangladeshi. My district name is Meherpur and Thana Gangni. Union sixteen taka. My village name is Jugirgofa. Currently there are four people in my family. Especially we are two brothers of parents. I am the eldest son of the family. My educational qualification is I am an honors 4th year student of Bengali department. My college name is Gangni Government College.

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