PROPHIEM 3

PROPHIEM 3

All prophets came and went

And did their work with grace.

To each land were they sent,

To fill with thy name, the space.

 They shaped sometimes only a few

And over the years, no one knew

The aim of life, and they drew

All them on cross, bigots though few.

Then came shining a star

Radiant, with divine light was

His image; be near or too far,

For world’s existence, he was a cause.

God loved and did him pure

And made him holy, sacred and sure

To convey the sinners to heaven

By guiding them to a way, safe and even.

Bore he hardships and said nothing,

Showered benison for troubles, the King

Of all universes, was who the orphan,

Got evils and vice from world to run.

The head of prophets justly called

Humans to believe in oneness of god.

KHAN HASNAIN AAQIB