World Affairs And Beyond

Mankind is not always kind, even to itself He - Who cannot even keep himself from injury He- who is merely clay, a spec of dust He - who is bound to perish He - The Man Thinks himself to be the savior of all He - Boastful and arrogant He - The mini god on earth He - Eventually turns to dust --- Sobia Nosheen

There was a bird, A delicate and beautiful  Little bird; but Injured and hurt Seeking shelter, from the vultures Looking for protection Flying here and there Had wings gone weak It saw a man Sitting under a tree A bored man, Waiting for entertainment. To the bird  He appeared to be kind From a safer distance He was calling out For the bird; It not seeing, What his intentions were