Times Call

Blessed were those who fled this mortal strife, 

And saw not Man enslaved by rich’s paws 

Whose skirts were spared from sin’s devouring knife, 

Nor bowed to tyrants ruling over with selfish laws

Industries rise over night thru wicked wafts 

Binding the meek in chains of luxurious lies; 

They preach of justice, feasts, and using grafts 

Binding in satanic knots where spirit dies.

But lo! the Sun ascends through clouded air, 

Heaven commands: “Awake, O light, and rise!” 

Still hymns of tender hearts go in mourning air 

The flame that mocks the empire of disguise.

Though vulgar Age proclaims humanity’s fall, 

The Eternal voice yet sings — and conquers all.

----Affaq N Affaq 

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