TP- The Darwinian Delusion

Poem 14- The Darwinism Delusion P1

In a valley of flowers where none of man's architecture towers...

The drizzling rains fall, sunken in dirt's drains yet coursing, through man's very veins...

These showers to leave a lingering moisture of earthly scent, its heavenly descent...

Yet in defiance, ye still relent? Ungrateful for these favours God sent...

See ye not the subtle and sublime driving force which powers? He who, man, empowers!

From his weakened state, Lo! hear his fate!

A sperm drop to a clinging clot...

Was man's creation for naught?

Who proportioned man, delivered life from the throes of death, the gift of birth?

Who blessed ye in life so ye may know grief from mirth?

Yet in darwinian delusion, ye deny yer self-worth! 

Will ye not remember? Yourself surrender?

Vanity is the merchandise of this world,  a fleeting existence whisked away in time's sway...

Will you not then endeavour to find the way?

Befits man, creation's best & God's favored above the rest, that angels watch him in dismay?

Your Lord is most merciful, ever benevolent!

Seek not then, companionship with the malevolent though their numbers may appear ever prevalent!

Lest ye too overtaken in divine punishment, lost in this life & the hereafter...

Verily, woe to him who seeks this sorrowful barter!

Turn then would ye, behoove yer creation, a just station for a God fearing nation...

Forsake ye all that leads man to his damnation!

For this world would be naught but a traveller's nightly rest, his resolve's test and ability to, lust, detest!

Ye can not run away and yer duties absolve!

No middle ground has any man ever found, on that day none can take plea to flee, seeking to be ever returned to dust like salt in water would dissolve!

Verily, if not today's life then in tomorrow plight, the truth shall every soul profess...

Would then the truth be equal to conjecture and works of guess?

Nay! So think not in dismay but return, lest ye shall all ever burn!

May Allah protect us from such a faithless fate!

May He (swt) ever keep us mindful of the appointed date!

And our actions to befit our pledge of allegiance, not one of defiance 'fore tis too little, too late...

Ya Rabbi, open for us heaven's first to seventh gate, make this our lasting fate! Upon sight, enter us into it, let us not wait!

Ameen. Summa Ameen! 

The Darwinian Delusion ~ (A Postmodernist Succession) Part 2

In a not so mighty society where none overlook errors in forbearance...
Lionic paws, once earthly grounded in chivalry, now reduced to a one legged flamingo's frivolry...
Bionic saws enforced by arbitrary laws...
An affliction spread ever so steadily, its acceptance now made readily....
"On the final frontiers lies man's benevolent benediction", this predated prediction!
Verily, ye shall ever lie in illusionary sedation guised as an inclusionary nation...
The course of this trajectory never reformatory but self destructory....
These waves you ride with comments ever so snide...
Our situation ever so dire, I see a bubbling cauldron of fire....
Continue the search to dignity besmirch, find ye only it's blazing ire!
An elysium on earth? Fate ye seek to override?
Who has ever escaped his own mortality, awaits every soul death's fatality...
Time's coarse sands would strip yer skin of youth's vitality and the mind, it's sharp mentality...

If a sun yellow, its dying bellow ends in a muddy sink...
If a misty moisture blots out manuscript's inscribed ink...
Would you from this chalice of wine ever again drink?
Nay! So why do ye subscribe to the devil's scribe, ever in dismay...
This deluder often leads man through debauchery's decrepit crypt,
Verily, your hearts flagrantly play to the soul's painful flay, lost in a maze of tomes beneath desertly dunes,
Protect ye, mystical runes? Or dances around the shaytaan's inciteful tunes?
I see thy soul's core as a rusted iron's ore, ever in evil enshrouded, arrogantly clouded and its end like the carcass of Ramses II, Pharoah of Egypt...
Will you yourself not equip? Or dismiss with a quick quip, ever lost in worldly lust, only receptive to God's whip!
I have no elixir of life, only this much can suffice, so hear me ye! Never must ye let him entice!
Say then, "Auzubillah Himinashaytaan Nirajeem! Auzubikalimalitallahi a'tammati min sharri ma khalaqa!" 

~I seek refuge in God from the accursed satan. I seek refuge in the perfect words of Allah from the evil of that which he has created~