Shards Of Shauq (Happy Birthday!) : Melissa Lundeen Poem by Afzal Shauq

an ageless troubadour is he
serenading the masses
with the shards of truth
stripped from his very own soul
his voice
a battle cry for some
while a pledge for enduring peace
for a great many others
depending solely upon
the eye from which
his words are read
he is the tranquility
that comes to settle upon the land
in the brutal immediate after
of a conflict
he is the mist of morning
that blows across the previous day's
thirsty fields
more parched than even they, themselves
realize
that is until his generous raining of thoughts
bathes their dry, up turned faces
as they taste through his carefully chosen words
for them
the peace that is possible
if only in themselves, they tirelessly search for it
and abandon the paths outwardly that
gives evil its means to more and more men 's hearts
being sucked into deceptive ideas of glory
and so its for this man I speak of
whom I wish to have a truly most happy of Birthdays
may the peace and wisdom you attempt to share
with your trampled brethren
never fail to improve they out look
they, upon the world as a whole
but most of all their own lives in general
for you sir with your tender pen in hand
are their steady heart beat
but most of all their undying conscience
and thus so I must say in solemn admiration
may the ink of your pen
ever remain
greater than
the blood of any martyr offered................
(Feb.18,2009 241am)