Fathomless

A fathomless pit of gold awaits 

Those that age beyond their years 

Drear, it cowers you with hefty weight 

And upon a slight, all but disappears. 

A cavernous pit of belly delights. 

Those eyes that cannae satisfy

Portends both sloth and slovenliness

Whilst your grave is not so far, away. 

The folly of youth will not avail 

Nor stay the ticking hands of age 

Where one day regret will friarly stand 

And proudless memories you’ll wish away 

How flimsy is their house of cards 

Those who build them up with airs, and graces

No depth, nor happiness will they know 

For their life is all a tell and show

The greater struggle of power, and authority, 

Is to keep the small man forever in your sights. 

To fulfil your remit, and limit your reach. 

To worry about befalling the four cases, mentioned afore. 

All men are equal says the sage 

But those for whom jealousies bite 

They will not see the light of day 

even when tameness appears to be their game 

Each of us, journeys must end 

All alone, at that last 

“Are you a mureed,

Where is your helper?”

“Did you stay true?”

“And true to who?”

We believe in Allah and His Messenger 

His Speech the guide,

The other our teacher. 

All glory due to Him, above all else,

All praise to Him, having no partner. 

END. 

Completed on a quick visit to my in-laws in Mombasa. Mombasa forever in my heart.