The Bestowment Poem by Colonel Muhamad Khalid Khan

The Bestowment
My conscience pricks me in sheer hopelessness
Takes me to seek refuge with Allah to hold rope
In sheer disgust suddenly dawns upon me bless
Which is sheer mercy of Lord to come and cope

My heart aches on those who look towards people
And forget Allah for just their own betterment
It is only support in any upheavel to become eagle
So one has to have guided heart for settlement

Presence of Lord makes me strong in weak moment
Allah is so kind and loving that He takes me along
What a beautiful Lord I have and what bestowment
It is unrelenting faith and belief to become sweet song

Colonel Muhammad Khalid Khan
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