Iman

14

I find the world with darkened souls,
And mysterious lights,
With chambers of sorrow,
And tasteful delights,

As somthing so quite pitiful,
Yet ever so deluding,
With ghost-like joys,
And people saluting,

I find the world with happy souls,
And nightmares to take,
With drifting boats of happiness,
And horrors that no one forsakes,

I find the world with dying souls,
And living creatures,
A world in itself,
A liar that calls for beseechers...