All
the prophets came and gone
They
brought with them the wisdom
Telling
the right from wrong
Pointing
out how to live peacefully
Sharing
the rudiments of living in harmony
Telling
about the paradise world
Where
everyone will have a place
In
doing the right things all the times
In
this world there will be no prophets
Whoever
claim they can preach will not be sanctioned
God
has withdrawn the rights bestowed on anyone
We
are left to study on ourselves
Turning
the Holy Books trying to find our way home
It
is what we would be doing
Instead
of listening to the false news and hope
It
isn't rest on the preachers
It
is within ourselves to learn
There
is no margin of error
Once
it is broken many times
Our
sins will not go away
It
will be the heavy load on our heads
Telling
us to stop and turn around
Before
it is all become withered like flowers
A
gift of life turns into dust scattered in all directions
Without
knowing where is paradise
The
prophets came and gone
Leaving
behind their tales to follow
They
lived without riches but humility
Showing
the way touching souls
For
each of them will have a place
In
God's paradise they will keep watch
How
we will fare practising our lives
Do
we do the right things or the bad?
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