Coming From The Casbah Poem by Matt Mooney

Coming From The Casbah

And then we left the Casbah in Morocco,
Coming down a long and winding stairs,
And upwards came an entourage at speed
With a sheep for sacrifice, a helter skelter,
In celebration of the feast of Eid Al Adha-
Allah’s sparing of the son of Abraham-
At the end of their Ramadan, family time,
Tangier youths unstoppable in their stride.
We stepped aside and then in my inner eye
I could have been away on Calvary’s hill
As the Holy Lamb of God was passing by.