The Savior - Poem by Sayeed Abubakar
Behold, how horribly the hungry Fire gapes at us
like a python, like a ravenous whale
and like the Bermuda Triangle!
How terribly the maddened Fire devours bricks and stones,
and drinks all the snow-hills like a tasty wine!
Like a demon, the Fire eats crunching the bones of Cain,
eats the skeleton of Abu Lahab* and like the kernel of a palm,
eats uprooting the blue eyes of Genghis Khan.
Where are you running fast, o Man, like a bewildered horse?
O the lost horse, where are you going madly raising your tail?
Breaking down the wall of sight, behold, how horribly
the Fire gapes at us!
It is such a fire which devours not only our body
but also our invisible soul. Like a rat,
it eats into the coconut of our heart bit by bit.
There is no Jesus more who will absorb all your sins in his cross.
There is no Gautama more who will play the flute of wisdom
sitting under the shade of the Bodhi Tree.
There is no Krishna more who will pour down a cloud of love
into the thirsty eyes of Radha.
There is no Mohammad more who will save you
from the clutch of the hungry Fire.
O Man, O Horse, O Bull,
there is no prophet more, keep it in your mind.
Keep in mind, save a love-lorn poet, there is no savior more.
* the enemy of prophet Mohammad(sm)
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