AN ANSWER FROM GOD
The word coming from the heart surely carries weight
without wings it can still fly in space
Spiritual it seems with gaze set high
rising from the dust, it grazes past sky
Curious is my thought fascinated filled with craze
it pierces the sky my audacious wail
The angels wonder who raised this cry
How could this mere pinch of dust, learn to fly
“Someone is there” spoke the heavens guardian old
The planets whispered “Whose is this voice so bold?”
The moon said “Tis from someone on earth below”
The asteroids claimed they didn’t know
Have the earthly folks lost all respect
Tis me who decided their worth
How bold and disrespectful have they become
These lowly dwellers from planet earth
Have they forgotten what I did to adam and eve?
For of their doings they had to leave
How can they be so rude to almighty God
Are they same whom once the angels Laud?
They feel proud of their power of speech
But fools don’t know how and what to speak
I made you out of sand and to sand you have to be
what I speak is the truth, still u don’t agree
My school is open to all, but talent there is none
the soil is fertile, but where is my made human?
Every human was a profound lover of god
your soul once belonged to the almighty lord
You say I have been unkind to you all
But you are the architect of your own fall
Most of you don’t deserve a heavens roses
The mountain of tur is there, but there is no moses
Caste, creed and factions have disjointed the race
Is this the way to flourish in this present age?
poor became poorer, rich became more rich
Aren’t u afraid of your coffin twitch?
Few are left who remember me in kneeling rows
Minute are the ones who practice self-control
The ones who repeat my name, are the poor again
They respect me still and protect my name
The wine of wealth seperates the rich from god
The humans owe their life to the poor lot
The new fire consumes the nations old
Destruction and death at every fold
The beauty of this world is vanished by you
its not all prettiness, but still it’s true
Of this Annhilation, god always knew
but the world is blessed and so are you
Don’t be depressed by this present scene
The buds will burst with brilliant sheen
This garden will soon get rid of its thorn and weeds
The innocents blood will bloom the dormant seeds
You are the plant of light that never should fail
With your power of thought u can incinerate any veil
I love you as my own, if you follow my ways
The world is for yours, u still have the pen and page!
- Mubashir
*Some lines are derived from something i heard long back