LIKE THE BROOM

Like the broom,

Death sweeps 

In bunches and singles


Like the next rubbish,

You could be the next sweep


Doesn’t it occur to you

That your creator is also the creator of all things

And He tasked you to take charge

Not to lord


And yet, you turn up a lord

Even over your fellow humans


Human beings are of two kinds

We are either brothers/sisters in religion

Or equals in humanity


Death is the next second

But life is now; this second

So live 

Before you are swept away


                 YUSSIF AHMED IBN YUSSIF

                  ahmed.yussiph@gmail.com


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