A December night, filled the eardrum
Was the sound of snowstorm,
Every homo sapiens were at rest,
For the hour hand was on midnight.

Deeply resting, I heard something
Like my door been knocking,
I got no option left, as it continued
"I have to take a look", I whispered.

" Who is there?", I shouted,
But nobody answered.
Some horror paid me a visit,
I started to shiver and sweat.

But still got an atom of courage
That instilled a confidence in me,
I went and make the door opened,
There, was a man being chased.

A stranger, brought by December
Snow; led him in to my chamber
Like a staff directs the blind,
He was cold and got a cold.

Got him wrapped in a blanket
To keep him warm, and brought
To him some tabs that would
Help in getting his life revived.

He expressed no thankfulness
To me; having no any regrets
Since I was blessed with a heart
To help, one has to be potent!

© Amiyn Waziri