LAMENT OF THE QUR'AN. As an ornament do they adorn me, And sometimes they kiss me. In a melodious voice they recite me, Neglecting the message inside me. In their celebrations they recite me, In disputes they swear by me. On shelves do they securely keep me, Till another celebration or dispute when they need me. Yes, I am the most read and memorised book, Yet I am the least understood. In deeds of Muslims I am rarely found, Yet they make me elegant in print and nicely bound. My message... Read more