Miracle of Words

The miracles stand for the tents of freedom,
They have blasts of wind and will be empty.
Then the men of crucifixion were ended,
Thus it was a miracle when coins fell.
Money shamed us from the speech
That came from unlettered Satan.
He wrote the words of miracles
And they disappeared for ever.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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