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After making an idol
thou broke it thyself
'tis thy glory
'tis thy truth
even thou hast broken the doll
of the naughty boy
there's nothing as bad left now
except few tears in his eyes
thou broke his heart in fact!
Ah, how we weep when our idols are broken. Yet fail to recognize the Breaker of Idols as the Ultimate Truth.
ReplyDeleteA subtle and sublime poem :)
Ya Haqq!
yeah. much sorrow and pain at first. God heals
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