Graciano
Because we’ve drawn dividing rules on
the scrolls of righteousness,
Insha Allah, I’m a Christian and the
gods are my witness.
So, “Allah Ak’bar in Jesus’ name”;
Let’s keep meddling in this cheating game.
Here, religion kills the fainting,
While the culprit is relieved.
Morals see the renting,
While the hermit mourns more than the bereaved.
If Jihad is a charading Teletubby,
Why do we still count the blood in the Tesbih?
If fishing and being selfish are not the same,
Why do classes access the assets’ game?
The chaplet enslaved us,
Covered us with the blood of Jesus.
The turbans hide our heirs
The Hijabs seal our caring tears.
Even now, christianed jihads roam from Rome,
Roam from Rome to confluence here into pogroms.
Men of gods become gods of men,
Replacing sensible harangues with shameful ‘Amens’!
These holy profane elephants
Shrink the traditional good into mere ants.
Their whiteness stain our blackness with darkness.
Their white collars baptize the noose, ‘kindness’.
Back-to-sender these religions
off from these regions.
They’re cancerous, get us surgeons.
But if we can’t be sanitized by dialysis,
We’ll still grope for the peace that will pieces Isis.
Until then, we’ll meddle in the cheating game.
Until then, it’s “Allah Ak’bar in Jesus’ name.
Allah-luyah, amen!
©GRACIANO
06-12-2015
02:00PM.
Source: Enigmatic Global Concept
Editor’s note: Originally published as part of the 31 Days of Poetry series on VicAdex.com on 11 July 2017.
Editor’s note: Originally published as part of the 31 Days of Poetry series on VicAdex.com on 11 July 2017.