"A Question"

 "A Question"

When I leave this life behind,

I'll seek answers from the divine.

I'll ask, "What's this world we see?

Is it heaven, hell, or in between, maybe?"

For some, it's full of pain and sorrow,

While others enjoy a brighter tomorrow.

Are you a God for the many or just a few?

In this mix of heaven and hell, what's true?

Is it fair, this one-life creed?

For those who struggle and those in need.

You've got a hell for those who harm,

But what about those with no such charm?

Do we return, get another shot to try,

Or is this the only time we'll touch the sky?

If it's just one round in the game we're in,

You must be God for all, that's where we begin.

Some face suffering, others are blessed,

In a world where your rules are a test.

You talk about heaven, but is it real,

Or are we just born to cope with life's ordeal?

Do we come back or bid goodbye,

Is this it, or do we get another try?

If not, it doesn't seem quite right,

In a world where suffering's in plain sight.

Who am I, just a person here,

A sinner, or someone sincere?

You know the secrets, that's clear,

So why does suffering still appear?

A child on the street, hungry and cold,

Dying in despair, life can be so bold.

We're all flawed, part of the same mold,

Why do some struggle while others hold gold?

Like a little bird, so small and frail,

People ignore, compassion often fails.

Let's think about the poor and their tough tale,

In this world, where their struggles prevail.

By "Abid hussain"