Now Soot Will Blacken Poem by Dr.jawaz Jaffri

Before the world may change
Into wilderness,
Why shouldn't it be restored;

We are destined to destroy
Ourselves, we have to make yet
The world a worth living planet.

Before the air becomes
Devoid of birds, I have to plant
On my farms the sapling of peace,

Else warriors will not bestow
Coins of peace if our descendants
Become roving beggars of the streets;
But I behold fire and smoke,

Encroaching to the sills of my door;
O! My love,
Now soot will blacken your portrait,
I have kept spotless for years.