In this world of tests and trials
Deliberate
Those who blaspheme the Lord
Their souls degrade.
It's a free world they say
And right they are
But the Creator so did make
These days and minutes to pass
An ordeal for those who walk His earth.
But those who blaspheme the Lord
All sense shut
Seeing but seeing not
Own voices alone exaggerate
Averse to stop
Or take stock by the setting sun.
@ Safi Abdi, all rights reserved.
each to his grave...
it's the doings made
for the liar his speech of blame
accrue;
why blame Adam?
each in his seat recline
in bliss or torment earned
in melancholy remorse
or in peaceful repose;
why blame Adam?
it's the look
that stains the sight
the picture skewed
to the devil's delight
the immoral
becomes a matter
beyond reproach
and the deceived sponsor
the fraudster's case;
why blame Adam?
@ Safi Abdi 2004, all rights reserved.
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