Below is the poem entitled To Modern Times which was written by poet
Omri. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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By the soul, and That which shaped it and inspired it
[with the capacity to distinguish between] lewdness and God-fearing,
prosperous is he who purifies it, and failed has he who seduces it.
(The Holy Quran 91:7-10)
Brothers love their sisters and remember
As the leaves of a tree called life are falling,
At one time apart and at another together,
There will sooner or later come a voice calling:
Injuries will heal and hence be forgotten
Lies will stumble, be found out and go down
Dreams will dovetail with good deeds and come true
Weapons invented and used against life will end
Birds and flowers will be set free of cages and fences
Innocence and Beauty will spring back and prosper
Tears in our sacred soil will be wiped out forever
Every scoffing built upon our falling is nothing
This tree of life is fruitful and has wonder and wonder.