My work on earth
Is invisibly unseen
Though I see us all equal,
Others despite me.
I don't give material gifts so
My everything is unseen.
My real me;
I look hungry yet I
Am more satisfied than
A kitchen mouse.
Though I look like
A pal dog yet a hungry
Dog is better than a dead lion.
Though I don't have any visible
Thing to be proud of,
I have a priority more precious
Than your pride.
Secret about me;
Though I don't do any visible
Job; yet I do invisible job
On a far away home
Which earns me thousands
Of your visible wealth.
The last of my days;
The days will come,
My pension salary;
Where I shall enjoy paradise
But I assure you;
My pension salary will
Be visible to all.
YOU ARE READING
THE INVISIBLE
PoetryA religious poem that realy needs critical examination to understand
