Audience At The Immam Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

Audience At The Immam

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'Immam, you say to me
I need to kill the infidels
to gain my place in heaven.
But are you serious
that our God will expect
and honour this directive.
If He wants to eliminate
those who deny his role,
his rightful place as king
all he would do is send
a bolt of lightning down.
He would not need us
for this task, and I, myself
do find this so distasteful.
There is no joy in bloodying
and thus render unclean
my hands, which were intended
for prayer and the worship of
eternal peace and love for Him.'

'Oh, yes, my pupil you are right,
it is for reasons very similar
that God is delegating tasks,
those which require action
and carry with them a slight whiff
of universal accountability.
God's hands are clean and holy,
so let us work toward the future,
to keep them well above suspicion.'

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mahnaz Zardoust-Ahari 22 September 2005

Nicely written poem...I enjoyed it.

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