From Dawn to Dusk




Only a moron fancies to be invincible
Forgets nothing is eternal
And then he
Makes a domain of fools

In true sense he is an Oaf
Who carries burden of sin
And then he
Strives to ease the deeds

Ignoramus with his eccentricities
He grants to feed the poor
And then he
 Conspires to fill his banks

Who with his pretentious ways
Adores the luxurious life
And then he
Sermons the less privileged with simplicity

Now he calls himself an ideal man
Philanthropist he projects himself to be
And then he
Enjoys the title the fountain of humanity

Virtuous he is now
Making his rules on classes
And then he
Enjoys the supremacy over masses

Mob frenzy preacher he boasts to be
An eye wash for the blind followers
And then he
Builds an empire with a golden throne

Avarice, malice and insanity
Are the traits he has mastered
And then he
Professes to be righteous

Now this dolt with his wisdom
Is enjoined to wrap up entrust
And now he
Leaves all with empty hands

This easy route of life
Full of pleasures and fancies
And now he
Bids farewell to this short trip called life

With heavy Conscience
 He takes the load of guilt
And now he
Departs with nothing but his soul
Shehnaz Gujral
08-05-2020

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