True Human Art Poem by Parray Shahid

Ere thou claim from ancestors and birth,
A place in heaven, a piece of earth;
Thou shall re-invent in much nobler thought,
The true human-art, the true human-worth;

Few know hope other than a vanity affair,
Others to accumulate the gaping fear;
Of light, of darkness, of delusive fortune,
Through listless cadences, their voices declare;

Lest blossoms the grove, that falsehood incubate,
To fester every hue and blight every state;
Deseed all the germ, thy bosoms cultivate,
And revive all mirth, for it mocks every debate;

For conqueror is not ‘the heir to the throne',
But he who claims truth for another and own.