Still I'm Young Poem by AFFAQ NABI

Still I am young, the winds of Eden sing,
And breathe with buds the bonnie name of God;
The Spring descends, her cherubs on the wing,
To bless the dust where erring mortals trod.
Awake, O heart, command the sleeping skies,
And bid the bird of dawn proclaim the morn;
For thought within your breast
do agonize,
In horror of Judgments everlasting scorn.
Still drunken are you with beauty's crimson wine,
While famine howls beneath the tyrants gold;
The widow laments—her tears like the divine
Stars condemn the proud, the cruel, and cold.
Still I am young—my faith shall not decay;
With Love and Light shall Justice seek her way.