✒️:. Mohd Ishaq Shah
Long ago, would Yeats say, on fire,
Turning and turning in widening gyre,
The falcon cannot hear the falconer,
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world.
To see it is mind-boggling, at once,
How the siblings would behave thence,
Like the flowers of a couple of plants,
Scattering fragrance and melodious chants.
To see the scene of today, my heart weeps,
And my mind throbs and leaps,
While sisters are at daggers drawn,
Brothers, against each other, a plot do plan.
Upon whom can we have trust?
O God, what does the man of today like?
Humanity has fled from our deserted land,
We are roaming in hot and cold sand.
God had better end this world,
As man from the straight path is derailed.
How can we face our beloved Prophet
On doomsday, who would plead
For our faults and for our epithet?
Surely some revelation is at hand,
Definitely the Second Coming is at hand.
Mehdi and Masseh are approaching this land,
They will end this chaos and confusion,
And come with an eternal solution.
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