Clay

20200524_233340by Musab Ashraf19 Apr 2020

Subtle echos from heart of mine
Hard to decipher are those sign
Getting noisier, a berserk bull
Flurry of reflections, out of time

Life, chiefly like prior quatrain
Grim, callous, rigid, inhumane
Yet, offering room for remission
Peacenik on its rescue mission

Honoured to call ourself human
Provided enough, still iniquity
Wanting more like avid emperor
Blitzkrieg, for petty disparity