Abubakar Mohammed Musa Poet Didactic

They Say Useless World

Everything has been before
Stars and failures
So, of what good is this repetition
If men are born to die
Why then are men born?
Just to exist?
Or adore Who before creation
Has always been adored?
Oh! yes, this world is useless
Today I am; tomorrow asleep
My wealth, poems and all
What good to my soul would it be?
When willingly I would summit my flesh
To termites beneath.
What will my rest victory over
That in past men haven't achieved?
Tell me the use of this useless world
Oh ye, who have a say.

But remember we get our
paradise in this useless world.
We expect ourselves as good
in this useless world.
The world makes us good
if we desired to be good.
The world help us do what
will pleasure us in paradise
Through many means.

Charity and alms, prayers and faith,
Loves and likes, buying and selling,
Marriage and bearing off-springs,
Assistance and striving for freedom,
Tailoring and fashioning, establishing
and demolishing, and thriving and dying
are all done in this useless world.

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