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Don't believe everything you see


~The Lament of the Quran~

As an ornament do they adorn me
Yet the keep me and sometimes kiss me
In their celebrations they reside me
In disputes they swear by me
On shelves do they securely keep me
Till another celebration of dispute when they need me

Yes! They read me and memorizing me
Yet only an ornament am I
My message lies neglected
My treasure untouched

The field lies bare
Where blossomed once true glory

Wrong is the treatment that I receive
So much to give I have
but none is there to perceive