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Humility

Without humility
There is no humanity

Being meek is not being weak
Those who know this
know the mystique

Humility is not a human quality
Hhumility is divinity and godly
See the humility of the one
He who has created everything
Let does not say anything

My hands shake not because
Of the fear of deaths fury
They tremble like two leafs in a breeze
Because I fear thee
My lips quiver, as you ordained
I live to sip nothing else
Expect your nectarine name

I yearn to see those
Who yearn to see those
Who yearn to sip your Name

I’m not worthy to untie
Even the shoelaces of the humble
Not even worthy to untie
Blades of grass under their sandals

The so-called religious with pride conspire
Like a moth leaping, conspiring with fire.
Wearing the flame as perishable attire
And smoke as robes of burning desire

In ink they read God’s name
In blood they write the same
Open your eyes and understand
The thief is the dagger
Religion’s become the hand

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