AN AWAKENING We have a tryst with life Someone must cower before faith Or else forsake the path of glory And when honor shan't be weighed On the scale of profit and loss Man would have come to pacific terms With the shortness of this episodic venture For a while if the struggle for opulence Could be assigned to rest before dusk The treachery we made up Would haunt our transitory moments An awakening would confront us Then salvation will meet us in this very swing Someday we will dab the past In colors we are yet to set eyes on We'll agree with how goals take long Before meeting us on the shores of reality In the end, the price isn't immortality It is an eternity waiting to be named The tags on our images have no value Than the very precepts we have kept for ourselves And when humans will trade relations for glory What remains is a dust storm of littleness That blows our essence far into the wildness An awakening will come to us and we'll own it It will come in radiance of the morning mist We'll begin to feel it welling up in us Covered in truth and strengthened with faith. ABDUL HAKAM ABUBAKAR