A race afraid of
shadow
Every corner he
walks he will see
His own shadow
follows him
He can’t be so
artless not to understand
It is life which
made the shadow
It isn’t anyone who
tries to take a bone
It is his own he
has to own it up
He mustn’t be
afraid of its own self
The praying for his
own good
It isn’t for him to
show how religious he is
If the mind is weak
and full of doubts
Every praying will
become knots in the head
He will see shadow
as if going to take him away
Leaving him in cold
sweat and bewildered
If he forgets why
he prays
Everyone wants to
seek salvation
The peace of mind
the paradise joy
A race shouldn’t
jump the queue
He has to learn how
to mingle and share
Salvation isn’t for
those who seek personal glory
Running amok
telling people tales
The corrupted
interpretation spells the sin
The lake of fire awaits
those who spin lies
Salvation is for
those who do the righteous ways
It isn’t for selfish
glory or benefits
A race still haunts
in his head
The door should be
opened for fresh air
In the closet
atmosphere stale whispers
He should go out to
mix and learn with others
A race shouldn’t be
afraid of shadow
It will not go
away; it is his life to do it well
Everything is
changing the better for everyone
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