Inschallah Poem by Leslie Philibert

Inschallah

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Thrown is earth;
weightless through an open palm,
petals mixed with shouts,
a door closed; the sky locked down.

You grew from inside,
walkers from a far rock.

The way is a river of courage,
dark eyed for a single-voiced lament.

You do not fear the eyeless.

Your names are soaked with honour,
the holy deluge of humanity.

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a tribute to the victims of the NSU
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