In one human jamawar, nature weaves,
A tapestry of contrasts, so hard to believe;
Divine and undivine share the same room;
Adam and Iblis,
The two enemies side by side;
Light and darkness,
A dance of two extremes;
Fusion and confusion,
In ever-surprising display;
Kufur and Islam,
Both vying for control of man;
Peace and chaos,
A tempest in the soul;
Awareness and ignorance,
A pair of two unlikes;
Pride and humility,
Visages beyond compare
Mercy and wrath,
A dance of contradiction;
Freedom and captivity,
Stage a complex display
Virtue and vice,
Moles on each cheek;
But in this strange mix,
A man emerges as a true vicegerent,
Faithful and obedient servant;
For eternity,
I'd gladly remain a man;
For in the heart of this image of God,
Lies the beauty of contradictions,
God endlessly manifesting it's true being.
MyKoul
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