As A Shroud Poem by Naveed Akram

As a shroud my glory awaits me,
Heavens and planets are at one,
As my faults are of this world
And merely a transmission of ideas.
The living is for a fixed term,
The dying connects us to another life,
But our saviours are prosperous more
Than I or you, more than one of those
Slaughterers, or one of those tyrants.

Beaming on us is light, a man who works hard
Like his companions, always known
By the physicists, who reckon like kings
The fate of millions by the million particles.
Light is a religious friend, that delivers more
Than liberty, its darkness is not there,
It resides in the Heavens, for some time to come.