Death Unknown

Poem by

Zeenat Iqbal Hakimjee.

 

After death the era seems

Bleak and dreary,

 

Woven around it an aura of mystery.

Will I have to repent for my sins,

 

Or will I be classed divine.

All questions answered at the

mercy of time-

 

Will I be in Gods domain.

Or will me be, Satan slain,

 

If I knew distinctly I would

Have an upper hand.

 

God rules supremely over the

Law of the land.

 

I am afraid of the outcome of death

Will it or will it not be as I suggest

 

Writer is a poet and has written a book titled  H A R M O N Y a collection of poems.

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