Haut Poème Poem by Kareem Abdulrahim

A Gentle River Flows
Through the Windows of
My Soul
& the smears of Blood
set my Fields Ablaze
my floods ablaze
The Pain
of Drained
Love make the Foxes
trot away
& some other numbers sums
never sum it up

A Forrest
The Giraffe God
in the Life of Children

Zalankajaza Alla
Finé

Soul Roller
a
Broken robots
Ear peace
Set her ears
soul the Cantor sings
a song of Solomon
Jesus!
Fountains Streams of Sorrow.
Me.
Done, the painful world of the Soulless
No Solace for the Broken Man.
Need to Know.
No...