Do not ask me what is taste of slavery
For every locked door it is the only key
I do not have but any other valid plea
Bondage of God makes us more free
Survival is only in this eternal pact
Which is only reality and only fact
This contact refines perennial contract
Being exact it continuously to attract
Our attention and our soul and heart
It makes us always to never ever depart
It never ends when it is once to start
It is not an art but our part so smart
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2015 Golden Glow
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