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Rocky
mountains high
As man develops himself further, cities sprawl and destroy the beauty of nature. The contrast seems so clear yet people turn and boast of their modern flats and homes, which are surrounded by decadence, garbage and ugliness.
Towering rocky
mountains
to my right
Towering concrete buildings
to my left
A feeling of romance and beauty
fills my heart
as I gaze longingly at the distant hills
Thoughts run deep
memories connect with new thoughts
forming wisdom
My face turns away for a moment
to the product of man's eye and hand
high rise monuments of foolishness
Homes with no heart, no space , no beauty
like so many chickens in a cage
scratching at each other with blunted beaks
To carve out a home in the hills
seems nice
but to deface its isolation
would implant another footprint
of man on this dying world
better to leave what nature remains
so some of us can look and think..
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90. Al-Balad
In the Name of Allâh, the Most Beneficent, the Most Merciful.
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