/how I Yelled At God/ Poem by Tesleem Fadairo

I saw a bird twirls towards me
'looks like a bat' No! 'it's an hawk'
I only heard the resounding flaps
of its wings.
It sang in such an undecipherable language,
Language no one understands but I.
What a bird!

'Boy! Kneel & say a few prayers'
authoritatively it sang.
As Muslims revolve the holy 'kaã'bah'
& with silky looks and remorseful hearts
hold its shield firmly.
& Christians confess their dooms in presence
of 'Holy Mary'
I closed my eyes, knelt down & spoke.

Holy bird from the most high!
Tell father when you reach home, tell him
that this small boy has written tons of
words of hatred to himself,
word he'd ne'er say to his enemies.
Tell him this small boy here will end it all
if HIS interference takes too long.

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