To Joe, Who Misunderstood It. Poem by HAKAM ABUBAKAR

Yes, i believe perfection reigns
For perfection, you and i crave
But in those who claim perfect
souls
Exist inevitable flaws
I agree he may go astray
Yet aside good he's been to you
The differences he buried
For your desire he tried
Yes, i believe the tongue
may try to guide to goodness
But from Him above is real
guidance
A guidance certain as never
before
It was all idyllic
yet tranquility you seemed not
look for
But wrath, that would remain
you wished to judge
And your judgement ruined
your edifice, built by his
unflinching affection
you so desired to know all of him
to question that which made him
it is no verity, no truth
if i say you have judged yourself
or questioned your manner
Hark, you cannot be more than a
human
And it's God only who knows all
i know it, verily
that you sure will discern
the pity, the concern with which
i voice out the dishonesty
you have shown
you failed in understanding
what defines friendship
the love it holds
the assurance it gives
the light it reflects
the beauty it portrays
for in your bid to judge him
you ruined all these
and wounded him in return
Listen, judgement is for Allah
Go, search out for what perfection
means
and how one should judge
then allow not your heart
to let you into knowing
what should remain hidden from
you.