The Beast

The harshest lessons of the past teach—you need the beast. The wilderness of future tells you to feed the beast. Renounce the shackles pulling you down into the mud. Be as the mud and thrive, embracing the greed, the beast. Because the nature of the world is contempt; inspire, and revel in that fervid pit, they screech, “Bleed the beast!” Granted, it's a lonely road of thorns and oozing wounds. Life begins and ends in desolation, speed the beast. That piece of earth you have sweat on is yours to lay claim. Morality is contribution, don't cede the beast. When love does come, remember not to squander the choice. Rise to magnificence with one of your breed, the beast. Fate may give comfort to those who seek, opines Tashir, For harbingers of progress, self is the creed: The Beast. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Form: While the form of the poem is ghazal, the theme of it is closer to that of didactic poetry. Date: 20 / 11 / 2016