Reversal

It lies in wait of Allah’s time the time that
    Neither advances nor declines the
         Time to shroud sour faces 
                And graceful 
                    Ones, 

The poor and the rich the brainy and the
      Slow, the knight and the servant 
         We shall all disappear 
              One by one
                 Leaving

Behind our deeds heavy or light to survive
        Smolder, smear or judge, whether	
                The time karma was 
                      Grasped

We’ll turn into thousands of useless Worms
        And nonexistent beings so let’s 
               Put Aside craving for the 
                   Worldly life
                    Craving 

To possess or still climb up and to the noble
      Work lets HUMBLY bow far from all 
               Acts of sabotage let’s give 
            Living and leave 
                     Giving 

Whilst twisted sour faces rightly pay tribute
      Prepared for the one and only true 
              Abode Gone forever full 
                   Of joie de vivre
 		     And 

What then is life if not a place Filled with
    Separations forsaken, oh, Allah! The
          Spirited quitting Man firmly
             Sticks to the fleeting
                     Upsetting.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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March 23, 2022 at 12:15 AM
Excellent poem.
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February 7, 2016 at 1:16 PM
Jaafar, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing you're poetry. LOVE LINDA
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