To your radiance, integrity
Personification as love and friendship,
Other than the Self, is deceit.
Patriotic fervor, religious zeal, and nationality
A bigotry.
Under your feet,
Keen wealth and riches, beauty -
Stand to the lesser gods,
Evil manipulators.
Sleep every night in your tomb
Walk out every morning to your spring.
The living's in the head,
Its dome bigger than seven skies.
Death is an intermission,
The whole story pre- and -after is alive.
So it depends what you sow,
For the hereafter, which is here and now.
Sadiqullah Khan
Islamabad
August 20,2014.
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