Music! Make It Sweet, Inner And Slow Poem by AFFAQ NABI

Music, pls make it sweet, inner, and slow.
People are swiftly losing their faith in God.
River! clean up your sad shores or forego
Few days, you might repent or respond.
Valley wind! rise now and lead these sick clouds.
To heaven, I see you behave like a naughty child,
For the smoke coming out of mill towns
Is likely creating a sense of allergy in you,
Summer rains, your sweet tunes arose
in me a feeling of my friend,
come again,

But remain within the bounds, because this nation
Is already experiencing some stress and strife.

Maple leaf! pick up something new from
Your albums; you're a guest for a few days.