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Name Yourself
If you had created me for the pleasure of man, why create me at all? For there seems no sense in giving me desire or love. If you had created me to accompany man, why did you give me legs at all? You should’ve, then, attached my torso to the body of a man. If you created me to remain still and silent, why did you give me ways to think and object? Your lordship and graciousness do not rest easy within me For you are too full of contradictions. Your holiness is an illusion to me, For I have no experience with it. In some way, you are a puzzle that has no absolute answer. So why create absolute rules? for staying contained within your limitations is undesirable. Perhaps the pretence of a paradise with graces of all kind To the dying person may seem ideal. You take advantage of the weak and poor, who know no other than to call upon your name. But which name should they call upon? For you are found in idols and skies. Books and spirits. You live in the flowing river and the resting Buddha. You don’t lack the abundance of homes, Yet hell is the home for those who call the wrong name. Why create such complexities in the minds of the fool? Some sadistic game for your loneliness? or a way to pass time? But what is time for an infinite being? Why are there so many choices in this test, Yet only one ‘correct answer’? Or are these all just tales to serve humanity? A rich person’s way to control the poor, Giving them hope after death, so they won’t have to face them. It may just be dark after we die. But why does my being cry at the mention of your name? Every hair on my body prostrates towards you And the heart beats your name. It cannot be that you don’t exist, Because your Namaz has the serenity of paradise, It makes me no longer crave happiness. Then make clear to me, if you are, why you are so complex? Since complexity is the choice of the being. You choose to be complex to the fool, And you punish the weak for not understanding you. Make it easier to understand you or Make it clear you don’t exist. Your being might be the cause of my madness, And soon this may be clear.
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