Repentance
Indulging in wealth and abundance,
The people make feasts with a dance.
Slaves in the fleeting world forget their story,
Let us not throw stones at millennia of history!
Why do we erase the past in our memories,
When traces of it lie in historical records?
The lives lived by our ancestors past,
May to be returned in the future must!
Don’t boast of being rich beyond measure,
Nor despair thinking you’re poor leisure.
What matters is the sustenance given by God,
So don’t waste it on the left or right a lot!
Copyright © Aibek Kalmaganbetov | Year Posted 2025
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