Scorching Heat.

The scorching sun tries to pacify Sometimes the black cloud covers the heat Where the man walks without a shade When the cloud is passed heat came back As if to threaten the walking man He was so sweating and tired in heat In a moment he was feeling a discomfort When a helping had came near him A gentleman caught his hands and walked Underneath of the mango tree shade in distance Where they sat sometimes to cool themselves Nothing he bothered to ask his place or details Only he understood he is the human being And supposed to help a brother in need And to save the needy in time of necessity.