Allah ×4 Poem by S. Wesley Mcgranor

Allah ×4



Sihk, Nation of Islam, Five Percenters, and Real Mohammedan behold
a god that they can touch, see, and pray to.

God
arm, leg, leg, arm, head:

Save me from the lie
the ideal
of no god
no self
but be me
and fill me
with your sight
and...
manhood:

Lord of my body
and mind,
be more than a 'guru' of my soul:

Lost
or hiding
from truth
not my will
but his
in me
now
that I
did venerate
to epiphany
or demise:

Let his peace
blessing
and faith
be
mine
but his
and I will

Allah ×4
Infinity

© S. Wesley Mcgranor
1/13/20

Sunday, February 14, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: hate
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