Wading

Halfway to the shore

the current kicks up,

sea water drenches my nostrils

and I give up.

We cannot fight what is

Not in our control, the

Tide has spoken

Ventriqulous Vant*

In front of them all today, my voice
Stopped, peaked, spluttered, dead
Down the rabbit pit, towards uncertain hell
Like snow white who's prince charming forgot,
and for eternity she screams rage, rage against
the dying of the light, in the midst of decay
you become a burro that toils and tills fields
noticing only the muscular aches and cramps
no idea as to the source, the idea, the belief
with a 5 cent copper piece of change to show
for your day, thinking big means redefining the
limits in your head but limits become road signs
and you pray, this too will pass

*Noojlish word combining rant and vent and pronounced in a pseudo French accent

All men

*Note to the masculinist brigade: This post is tongue in cheek and has no resemblance to actual facts

All men are the same
When they are tired, they
Bitch over petty nuances
And only when you offer them
Food do they become playful
Again. One day I want to learn
to like dogs

DiVisions

Wa'tasimoo the Holy Book reads
A rope brought down by the blessed Jibraeel,
Come families, Shia, Sunni, those on the fence
Lets sing in unison, hold each other's hands

Ashura on CNN, underwear on Facebook
Where is the humanity in our human outlook

Soon after the Prophet's demise Husayn was killed,
Armies and soldiers, power just deceives
Minarets inspire fear and wine drunk after Maghrib
Keep to the basics, brother, Halaal and Tayyib

Ashura on CNN, underwear on Facebook
Where is the humanity in our human outlook

I'm a judgemental fundamentalist, loosen up, you say
A little leeway here and there, keeps you on your way
I'm scared, for sure, I keep wanting more,
Ideals and principles and justice just for all

Ashura on CNN, underwear on Facebook
Where is the humanity in our human outlook