When I'm gone
and veiled
In green grass
When I no longer cast
a shadow under
the afternoon sky
And words no longer
the voice machine jam.
In that moment
of belief...
Flowery speech?
No, my dear,
Spare me
The Incense and Oud.
What need'd
a bone have
for milk or silk?
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haven't you noticed…
how belittled
benevolence stands,
small thanks given
for health or wealth
gratis obtained.
it's when the bills
mount or the body
declines truly
awareness dawns.
it's human nature
to take lightly
the gems of life...
oblivious of the cost
involved
man drinks
the air,
as though
it
were
an object
purchased.
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The voyage is a process in Time
A chain of Light stretching
The heavens and the earth.
The voyager is but
a knot
On the chain.
Happy is the knot
That unravels in Heaven.
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When the saint and the sinner are one and the same
When king and subject are similar in intent
When the evening shadow gulps down the morning star
When small beings destabilize their habitats
When your designs clash with the Lord’s Plan
Then dawns the annals of the written.
The earth’s chockfull of visitors’ flakes.
Yesterday he hoarded;
a perfect nuisance unrepentant.
Before that he was only a speck,
a bird’s bite;
toss-able by the wind
Afterwards just a heap of sorrowfulness;
Excess baggage…
that’s the hindrance catastrophic
If man had any wits at all
he’d apologize to his host
Or read his story to his ego.
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Swift is death when it meets the host…
Death comes and man a weeper...
His case closed now just a moaner:
My Lord! My Lord!
As of today I shall abide
Undo my time to prove the right
I wish to revise, improve
No more breaking of rule
Or tool.
But death comes and none can do reverse
Air
Health
Wealth
Misapplied
Gifts immense for self supplied
All gone all gone
Reversing for none.
Death comes and man a weeper...
His case closed now just a moaner:
My Lord! My Lord!
Man! Oh, man!
Wasn't his life just a loan?
A pair of eyes, faculties to apply?
Wasn't happiness his lot and cause?
And sadness a trial for him to know?
Basked he not in sunshine clime?
Much blessings did he not deride?
Tasted the cold did he not…all right?
And heat did he not sample in delight?
Feasted on beauty did he not quite?
Feeling the opposite did he not cry?
Trekked the mountains did he not to write?
Admired the blooms did he not in a dye?
Whilst his heart the Maker did deride?
Man! Oh, man!
Time enough you were hearty and fine!
So fuss no more and stop the chime!
Death comes and man the weeper
His case closed now just a moaner:
O Lord! O Lord!
Man! You knew your guest in deep sleep
I took your friends to make you see
Arrested your neighbors to make you feel
Then you shed a tear or two or more
And straight away a beer or phrase.
I said: Listen to you in the dark of night
I said: I am the One in Whom You flee
I said: I am the Link so break not free.
You said: Later! Later! O god of mine!
You said: Create me a god, if You are true !
I said: Look at you, O man of man!
You said: Not now! Not now! Not You again!
You said: I like things just that way they're!
And give not a hoot whether false or trite !
I said: the Angel of Death's always nigh!
You said: So long I don't see the night ignite!
I said: Death comes the nut to crack at dawn!
You said: I'll wait and see that night crack!
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Allah is great
His Kingdom grand
Don’t be shy for fear of folk
Come forth cast off terror
Allah isn’t in need
The indigent is I.
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