The Worship Of Mammon Poem by Matloob Bokhari

THE WORSHIP OF MAMMON
I have seen a caliph eating barley bread and wearing coarse clothes
I have seen a ruthless oppressor chained in weed and greed.
I have seen insatiable wants, made many cultures perished.
I have seen powers, upsetting cities not for freedom but greed.
I have seen hungry brothers eating carcass of their brothers.
I have seen voracious rich always in want, lonely in loneliness.
I have seen pilgrimsworshiping God and serving Plutus
I have learnt fromthe gate way of knowledge and his master
A greedy is like a silkworm wrapped in cocoon, dies of grief;
If he possesses two valleys of gold, he will long for one more;
Greed causes grief; greedy eats, his hunger never gratifies;
Neither he achieves his cravings nor can exceed destined life.
Love his master who said: 'In old age, greed becomes young.'
I have seen men on deathbed incognizant of God's grace:
Empty-handed they came; empty-handed they left arena.