Poetic Reflection

Poems written like stones thrown at the sinner
Pelted rocks swoon like hail falling in winter
Hard to walk the road with the party on the side
Like Signs to veer off where goodness don’t coincide
Rather rest under a tree than a motel
All the Amenities accompany fools to hell
May God forgive me for tiring on the path
I got enough to stretch out a breath before I pass
InshaAllah

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