To The Lovely Myself Poem by Syed Mizbahuddeen

We’re born here and so we know,
That man is meant to die,
We have the fear but try not to show,
Our fear of death but I

Only think of what life after death might be,
Did I fulfill my task?
What answers would I answer thee?
My lord, if I be questions asked?

You formed my heart, bones and skull,
Then perfected it and gave myself to me,
You let me live and gave me free will,
To see how grateful I can be

Then if I can’t be grateful to thee,
Who’d be more unjust than I’d be?
This is not a message to humanity,
But to the lovely myself that god gave me