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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