Gap Poem by Abdul Wahab

One thing was pulled up
The other was pulled down
Between them no supply of sap
Neither have the same feeling
Nor on the same point same interest
A crack is appeared on the surface
They are totally detached

In the adiabatic process
There is a place, vacant
The heat will not go out
Neither the cool will come in
In between them there is a gap

The generosity of the top
Never comes down to the ground
The prayer of the bottom
Never reaches up
There is a profound gap
One leads a life, extravagant
The other without food.