God made a clay alive <br />And said him to go <br />But all about the earth <br />He wanted to know <br /> <br />God was not agreed <br />To tell him about the earth <br />He said you'll know <br />All after your birth <br /> <br />But he was not ready <br />Then God told him that <br />When you'll live on the earth <br />You will become bad <br /> <br />That earth is full of sorrows <br />Hurts, cries and pain <br />But even in that frail <br />You'll meet some real men! <br /> <br />How bad is your land? <br />There is nothing but only pain <br />I'm not to leave you <br />I don't need your real men! <br /> <br />You'll not go there! <br />How could this be? <br />Death is made for all <br />You've to leave me <br /> <br />Then lend me a promise <br />That I'll die after my birth <br />God became agreed <br />And send him to the earth <br /> <br />When he came here <br />It seemed a bright pied <br />he found the planet quite loving <br />But to keep th promise, he died.<br /><br />Irfan Salimi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-words-of-miracle/
