Monday, December 23, 2019
The Year Of Redeemer
Would love to wait for him on one odd New Year,
who'll walk with us as a cherished redeemer;
To free us forever from a life of vice and vanity
Making us cosmic citizens of peace and dignity.
All year long in an erroneous war torn world,
I live restless in a house of shiny sand of gold;
Where demons dwell, roam free on this earth,
just to satiate thirst, for power, wealth and lust.
Hoping for a new dawn I often escape in space,
to get a glimpse of my Lord, to have some solace;
To know my people and to gauge their motives,
to know my world and its beauties and beasts.
They say these are the end times we're living in,
where minor signs are leaving, major signs are nearing;
Prophecies of the doomsday are before our eyes,
when the wrongs are adored and evils are idolized.
The second coming of Messiah is on the way,
With God's messenger the new year will be on that day;
Pious and impious will be gathered on that Day,
this is my God's plan and will happen one day.
The Devil and the Guided-one will be the fighters,
and in that battle the persecutor will be the victor;
Then the redeemer (PBUH)wins with justice and truth,
will fill the hearts of disbelievers with mercy and ruth.
Copyright © December 2019 DrNikhat Bano All rights reserved
Dr. Nikhat Bano
Topic(s) of this poem: new year