A Gift

Poem By Mahfooz Ali

When someone smiles,
someone cries,
When someone laughs,
someone sighs,
When someone hurts,
someone heals,
When someone lies,
someone steals,
The art of music, blissful sounds,
The art of landscape, holy ground,
Faith in religion,
Faith in life,
Or faith in warfare,
Faith in strife?
Love for self,
Love for land,
Love for people,
Hand in hand.
These together
A source for love?
A source for hate?
A power worthy
A power great,
A gift from god?

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