Sooner or later

I’ll sing a haunting melody 

Of the pasts I’ve seen

Soon I shall 

Write upon the tomb 

Here I shall lay 

In decay 

Withering away

After such fruitless endeavors 

I have only 

Metal objects and paper 

To keep me company 

In my cold and shallow home 

In the dark damp soil 

Soon I shall return 

Where I have come from 

I will bury myself in dirt

While others mourn and pity 

My life form 

Hidden beneath the stale Earth

They trample upon 

My resting grave 

And my soul is torn asunder 

I shall look upon them 

From the 7 layers of the Universe 

And pity their mindless slumber

For I did not awaken 

Until I was placed 

Where they thought it was broken 

Where they thought it was dirty

Not knowing all along 

The place they walked and breathed 

Was the purgatory 

Soon I shall watch 

With quiet contemplation 

The folly of mankind 

As we tear each other 


Only to return 

To our eternal bed 

Deep in the earth 

Reprieve from our 

Illogical Ways 


نماز [prayer]

I pray 

That I will see the fruits of my labor 

Come to light 

I pray 

That I will find the faith 

That I have lost 

I pray 

Wishing to feel

More than pain

I pray 

for reprieve 

From my thoughts 

I pray and I pray 

My eyes  unseeing 

My heart unbelieving 

I pray 

Standing still 

My prayer is 

I hope to regain 

The faith that I’ve lost