The Journeys Of The Servant - Poem by Naveed Akram
His servant is commanded to rest and learn,
His rest serves another place of worship,
But the world is worst of the times ahead,
That people say by night, and hear by day.
We might demonstrate a doing to answer
The riddles of a young generation.
We might be yourselves in this,
Where are the glad tidings?
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