We the men and women of the world,
Remain annoyed
With brothers, sisters and fellow beings;
Spend lives
Dinning the dinners of hatred,
Taking the waters of hypocrisy,
Breathing the air of arrogance.
We trouble, we tease, we torment,
Plotting, playing
Against them the foul games;
And when one dies,
Departs to the world next,
We gather around the corpse
With tied jaws, close eyes, wrapped in shroud.
We shriek and shout, we weep and wail
We cling to the feet, fall to embrace the deceased,
We sniff back the tears,
Some shed them as does a crocodile,
We wipe, rub the noses to make them red,
As if we are bruised and battered by the pang.
Along the coffin
We move with pretentious sullen hearts,
As if we have a load of grief to haul.
Putting into grave we throw handfuls of dust,
In fact we dust the eyes
Of participants of the burial.
All rites then after we perform
To nourish the bellies with the dishes sweet,
Though the diseased might have died of hunger.
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Hey muhammad, this was terrific.
The irony you capture here is of great import. If you don't show love for the living, it's a terrible hypocrisy to attend the funeral when they're dead. Now is always the time to love and to make known our feelings by word and action. Life is far too short not too. You know, I remember the last words of a dying man. He relayed that the thing he regretted most is that he didn't love more, that he didn't take every opportunity to tell the people he loved just how much they meant to him, that he didn't buoy them up more and carry their hearts daily with encouragement. And I've always thought that profound. What a small thing it is to us to love one another, to boost and uplift one another. A word here, a comment there. It's a trifling thing to us. But to the recipient it can make all the difference in the world. A kind word can brighten the day and restore hope. So, when I read this I thought of the last lines of hunger a metaphor referring to being loved and cherished even though I thought you meant it literally. Still, even literally it speaks the same. This is a great reminder to me to get back into the spirit of giving. Because really, you or I or the person down the road might be hit by a bus tomorrow.
Nice job, muhammad.
al
a few things:
-did you mean to use the word "dinning" instead of dining? Personally, I think it's terrific and exapands greatly on the thought you suggest. I see this great, loud obnoxious meal of everyone grabbing loudly for everything they want to the loss of others.
This was really good.
language: 5, rhythm: 5, subject: 5, tone: 5, form: 5.
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