(Teacher at Kulgam)
O, listen thee mountain beneath the heaven!
They are breathing , not thee stones,
Life they live like a rose,
Why are thee deaf when they drown?
To thee they are lambs lovely,
Hurt they no one, no one helps them.
Light in darkness do they are,
Heart of gold, in deeds holy.
Dawn to dusk they do burn;
In the storm, they are the stars.
Hunger and hope and humane only for them,
Tears they stream, fears they earn.
Humans they are for months without pay ,
What though they are teachers under SSA?