Khalid Mukhtar

Word, like wind, cuts through you / Withers all but true you

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On His Baldness

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Why so much love for them that part from you
They give no thought to how they’ve grieved your mind
Such love for things that leave the way they do
But not for them that choose to stay behind
Don’t shun the shine upon your blessed bean
God’s plan is in all things that shed and fall
Be hair or fur or leaves that once were green
They all submit obeying nature’s call
So why so sad my khalid at this loss
When all it really is, is wholesome gain
You know that your beloved won’t be cross
If you yourself have chosen to remain
  Some surfaces are meant to be some day
  A field of cranium for children’s play

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