Iam Living, Living. Poem by Abdul Karim

Iam living,
Iam living that I may define trust is in me,
Hold on a minute and understand,
Iam living,
But when I die in grievance,
What is my cause of living?

Maybe Iam not beautiful,
Maybe I can see the man in your face is to be seen,
Iam living that I may never conjecture,
Iam breathing that I may wish to see my Realm's all just,
In my being,
I can see that my Star is telling me to live and live on and on.