Sadaf Poetry

If I
With my human failing sight,
My imperfection,
My bias,
My prejudice,
My wanton wicked heart
Can See
The Beauty,
The Nobility,
The Honesty
That godly glorious
Self
That lies within"”

Beneath
The foolishness of fashion,
The mutilation of custom,
The contortion of habit,
The canker of age,
That sheen of evil
Scabbed upon them
By the World;

Then surely,
Surely,
God sees the Goodness"”

Sees and in due season
Will rescue"”

Rescue,
Even
Me.

Poet: Leonard M Hawkes