They hang on the edge of the cliff,
Where the heavens break and the stars dim,
Falling into a void and darkness,
for they turn their faces away from their Lord, with arrogance and ingratitude
they run from Love,
the opposite of peace,
the opposite of tranquility,
the soul burdened,
the soul lost,
One day they will wish
They didn't exist
At
All.
-L.D.