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A disbeliever Has over his eyelid another lid Made of death, Beyond which he sees nothing But an endless darkness - Like the one behind a closed eye. Hence when warned of that Which stands right before his nose That is able to burn his foot On taking another step He tilts his head back And his chest swells with pride Feeling proud of his state Of being blind Of 'is inability to see the surroundin' Behind death. Should he heed the call And be cured He too would see The purpose of life: To climb back home - The Garden of Eternity. #poem #review #AhmadMusa