Once there was a tribe living in greed
On malice and bitterness everyday they feed
In the goblet of sorrow they gladly drink
With evil, their breaths fatally stink
The land they walk on was full of tension
Where helping others was never an option
Whilst giving misery was a favored action
And breeding dark lords was a competition
It was a barren land without hope or love
Souls without guidance from the Lord above
With future of most certain unfaltering doom
Ah! Nothing to hold on but death and gloom
Then God at last sent his mercy on each dying soul
Sent His last Messenger bearing one heavy goal
Take these people where the light shines bright
Alas, salvation came and embraced them tight
"Salvation" Is Copyright To AbdulAziz Mohammed 2010
This is the best poem I have read in my whole life.. I love this part: Then God at last sent his mercy on each dying soul
ReplyDeleteSent His last Messenger bearing one heavy goal
Take these people where the light shines bright
Alas, salvation came and embraced them tight