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 #Sonnets #ForeverSonnets #PoetAffaq #AffaqPoemHunter #MysticPoetry #PoetryCommunity #PearlyDewsOfMorning