Dust & Towers

You weep because no carriage bears your name,

While others starve beneath the raging rain.

You seek fine shoes to walk the road of fame;

Another crawls, forsaken, maimed with pain.

​You fear the burden of your household care;

Another never knew a mother’s breast.

You heap up gold with grasping hand and stare,

While he fears God, and gives the weary rest.

​You build with lawful masks and hidden guile,

To raise your towers high against the sky;

He shares his bread with hungry men the while,

And asks to please the Lord who dwells on high.

​O dearest, riches fade like passing breath—

And mercy walks beyond the gates of death.

----Affaq 

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