An Ellipse Not A Circle Poem by Akhtar Jawad

I am an orbiting point,
I am moving in a way such that,
The sum of my distances from two fixed points,
The left and right focal points,
Always remains the same,
My locus is an ellipse.

When my distance from the left focal point point is minimum,
My distance from from the right focal point is maximum,
When my distance from the left focal point is maximum,
My distance from the right focal point is minimum.
This is because I am a son of Adam and a son of Eve,
Sometimes I am pretty and some times so ugly.

I am keeping the two focal points away from each other,
In case they coincide and merge, I shall become an extremist,
The ellipse will be a circle, and I shall not remain moderate,
I shall act like a robot, I shall not remain a human being,
Either I shall be an angel,
Or I shall be a devil.

Oh Almighty God! I don't desire to become an angel,
Chances are there I shall become a devil,
I know You are benevolent I know You are kind,
You will over look my ugliness, and look at my beauty,
Don't make me a locus of a dangerous circle,
Let my locus remain as an ellipse.