I'm not in this world but as a stranger
Moving bout in this spherical body
I dare not explore more than a wayfarer
Pick only those useful for your journey

Make Prayer and charity for investments
Wipe tears, and on the orphan, put a smile
Send forth both hands, every good instalments
And women, treat with kindness as fragile

For the righteous, is the immortal soul
For the wicked, put to self destruction
Thereby Fuelling fuming flames, as the coal
All gathered on plain of resurrection

The world's nothing but our cunning shadows
If you chase, it runs, run and it follows.


The Soaring Eagle 🦅 🦅 🦅
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