When by no man's art you created him of dust,
Nor not a devil you had in your mind;
But you alone amidst thy greatness stood
Against all that I could think about the mirror,
That this image of no god from heaven,
Which long since had been looking for thee,
Started to emerge from the corner of thine eye,
Before you could see him writ in black and white.
(C) Naveed Khalid
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Date Created: Friday, March 29,2013 1: 10: 50 PM
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