The Soul

We chase everything night and day
But from the soul we turn away

Everything we hold high in rank
The soul we throw down and stamp

To serve selfish desires we are quick
The soul we hold back, put in a pit
Strangle, curse, constantly hit
Laugh at, sneer at, snarl and spit

Such oppression!
By ourselves, on ourselves!

Such a shame, disaster, so sad
Because the soul is all we have

It was given to us in a sacred trust
Everything else will turn to dust

The soul is the only thing we take
Grow, purify it, for your own sake

"And by the soul and He who proportioned it, And inspired it with discernment of its wickedness and its righteousness, He has succeeded who purifies it, And he has failed who instills it with corruption." Holy Quran, 91:7-10

Saqib Hussain

Author of "Sweet Bird" and other works, available for free download from