A Poem for Daniel Pearl

Some lines from a poem his father penned:-

...Never stood a son of Abel

so fiercely to the face of Cain

...A listener—to the deafening shrieks of zeal.

Alone!

Never beamed a ray of light

so deeply to the core of darkness

...Mankind, to Attila, the Hun

Never was this saga chanted

in so powerful a rhyme:

“My name is Daniel Pearl,”

Softly spoken from the den,

Softly, from Karachi, Pakistan

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And when Daniel was lifted from the den,

So the Bible tells us,

No wound was found on him,

Because he stood his ground

Because he stood our ground

So the Bible tells us.

(Daniel 6:28)

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