Psalm 17


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Why were we born?
For sins are reaping us
With their sickle,
Is our pleasure solely
For the purpose of utilising
The womb,
To no avail?
-2-
Nine months,
Is our duration within,
Self sufficient of food
And drink,
We farewell Eve’s womb,
Only for it to carry us anew.
-3-
A paradise..
Without a sun or stars,
Within which the foetus is bored,
Upon its shores clouds compact,
Weary of the burden.
-4-
No sooner do we awaken,
We retire once again,
Hours racing hours,
Days stumbling over us,
To the delight of the tumbles.
-5-
We know not where
Our life will end
And we’ve forgotten our beginning.
Each time death dusts itself,
It conceals p[paths we’ve trodden.
-6-
We are not permitted
To live for long..
“Two of three days”
Then we die.
Who erased the fear of thinking?
Who forced us to love the coffin?
-7-
Another world we know not,
Tearfully,
We came to it,
Even with longevity,
We’re not satisfied,
While its hunger
Lingers in our stomachs.
-8-
Help me understand its secrets,
And through faith,
Accept its sentence,
Oh Ali..
My mind boggles;
Why were humans ever created!!?

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