The Demise of Here-After
Familiar yet strange
Similar through the cycles of change,
So evil are these beings of Humans
Born to kill and kill to be avenged.
Beneath the ruins of all morals
Death feast the humans of race,
See the downfall of the once beloved ones
Witness the sordid display of disgrace.
Blindingly chasing after riches
Power, vice and lust,
If only they knew
All is but grave dust.
Lost and alone, so far gone,
All consumed by conceit and desire,
Long before the Day of Judgment
It seems all shall burn in the wraths of fire.
(C) Obaidur Rahman. Published in the poet’s debut book of English poetry titled “The Mystic Inferno” in 2012.
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