بلى، ها هو خذه
- Tennyson
Let the soldiers dance in harmony on my grave
Who let the smoke of war air out my coffin
May peace descend upon the slave
Causing beelzebub’s army to rotten
Death is but a celebration of life-
A constant, perilous strife…
Then summon back to the original glow, let’s mend
The strain with rapture, that with fire was penned
It’s from الله
