Your Trade is over. <br />Now bring that soul back to the corpse. <br />It is crying for a drop of ambrosia, <br />Wrapped in a torn rack, crying for her lap, <br />The best secure place on the earth. <br /> <br />O Almighty! What is the blame You punish <br />This Unborn Seed? <br />Some says it is the sin of last life, <br />Some says it is the fault of parents’ night. <br />Let them say what reviler wants. <br />It hasn’t even breathed the poised <br />Air of the earth. <br />It hasn’t touched the sinful soil. <br /> <br />O Almighty, I will not blame You, <br />You are Omniscient, <br />Begging as your Son, <br />Requesting to bring that soul back to the corpse. <br />Let the child live life with its Mum.<br /><br />Kaikubad Ali<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bring-that-soul-back/
