Why Do We Suffer? Poem by Naveed Akram

Why do I suffer everyday and sit silent from exhaustion?
When do tears try a little silence, from the heart and soul?
My authority is my blessing, his brotherhood stays an author,
But Allah is the Author Most Great! Allah will judge your soul!

His brotherhood stays still and begins writing day after day,
Night after night, month after month, generation after generation;
The centuries have expired from their sin, as gold runs quiet,
Running down the mountain with solid luxury, waiting for heaven.

It is bliss living like a successful believer, but where are the stars
When stars have a light all of their own? Why do stars radiate?
It is bliss, billions of blessings, best ways of the concrete ideas,
The changes of a soul are concentrated where there is goodness.

Why do I then suffer when my brother is still at ease, with peace?
My tears are silent, my drowning is complete, when do I enter?
It is Paradise under the feet of your mother, it is still a fort, a cradle;
Must we construct a deathly wait for the removers of sin in this world?