“I AM CYRUS”
“I AM CYRUS”
(CYRUS’S CYLINDER)
“O man who ever thou art, from where so ever thou cometh, for I know you shall come for I am Cyrus who founded the Empire of the Persians. Grudge me not, therefore this little piece of earth that covers my body” (www.wikipedia.com)
His cylinder was his diary
Where he inscribed his thoughts
“How one should treat & be treated
Not like a slave who is being humiliated
Poked prodded waiting to be bought”
“Every human doesn’t need
To be discriminated because of
Colour Caste Religion or Creed
But with Self Respect Tolerance
Equality as well Dignity
Is what humans need”
He was a man with a mission
Who had a very clear vision
Soon realized that too much venom
Of violence & hatred
Was being spewed
Doing nobody any good
Throughout his might
Persian Empire
His vision of Peace
He did enhance
By giving “Peace A Chance”
He was just and noble ruler
Though his fame spread
Far and wide
He was a simple down
To earth soul
Without Ego or Pride
He built himself a
Magnificent palace
Befitting a king
But when he passed away
He did not want to be
Buried with neither bejeweled robes
Or precious belongings
Nor a marble tomb
With the epitaph
Alas! Instead
“Here lies Cyrus
The Persian King”
A simple clump
Of earth was his covering
Farida Bam
The first human rights code of conduct.
We do not own Zoroastrianism. Once the SOUL leaves the body it has none of the 5 senses. We don’t know what is going on up there! Unless someone has risen from the dead & come back!
Ahura Mazda doesn’t have a sorting machine sorting souls. According to our death rituals even the Sadra Kusti when one wears is torn & the body is laid bare for the vultures to devour. Does that make Sense?
Hence all one is left is one’s Good Thoughts Good Words Good Deeds! As one is judged by the type of life one has led in this world!
So please wake up & smell the Roses.
Good and fair comment Farida!
It’s only when the Great Call comes the Sunset Gleams that’s when the realization will set it
in. But Alas! It’s too late to turn back or change the hands on the clock!
Thank You James!
Choicest Blessings
Farida
Ushta All
I would very much appreciate your feed back on any poem I pen. email is
faridabam@gmail.com
Choicest Blessings
Farida
I quote what a Jame jamshed staff reporter penned:
(I do salute you for your words of wisdom)!
The clock of life is wound but once
And no man has the power
To tell just when the hands will stop
At late or an early hour
Now is the only time you own
Live Love toil with a will
Place no Faith in Time
For the clock may soon be still
Does it ring a bell?
Return to your Zoroastrian Roots is a brillaint concept encouraging young Zoroastrians to return back
But there is ONE BIG FLAW! Stop Racism Discrimination Bigotry! by bringing down The WAll!!
We all know why there is decline in the Zoroastrian population, STOP GROVELLING & DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!
By the way the Youths are dissatisfied with the leaders of the community that’s why we are losing our youths in numbers so if the leadership gets straightened out nothing is going to happen.
So I request the youths to Join In BrInging THE Wall DOWN. You (Youths) cam do it
“YES WE CAN”!