Predator Poem by Matloob Bokhari

PREDATOR
I was a naked bird fallen from tree,
I was a ball of bone, seeking grave.
Predator took me in a cramming factory,
Chained my life for absolute compliance,
Made me ostrich with giant body, no brain,
Blocked my thinking with dogma,
Built bigotry wall around my brain,
Sewed my eyes with fables and sermons,
Clipped my wings with cutters of rigidity,
Closed window of fancy with layers of darkness.
I was music of my mother, now a bomber.
With no mind to think, no heart to feel.
I burnt my body to burn predator' s hearth.
My bones without coffin are in paws of predator.
I am mother of the bird with unsung cradle songs.
From the inflamed realm of silence, I pray,
From the orphaned land of pain, I cry,
O Allah, send a tornado with stones on predators,
Destroy them like People of Nuh, 'Ad, and Thamud.
They blew flutes made of my slain son's bones.
My heart like water trembles to paint cries of pain
On walls of flesh and bones, where everything is truth.

COMMENTS: PREDATOR
Gaudreault C Marie: yr a talented articulate gifted man..an honor to be amongst yr friends: D xo
Veronica Benson Mullins: The imagery here is so painful. An amazing piece.
Leo Riccio: Powerful poem telling a horrible truth.
Kristine Nicholson: Your poem is passionately voiced & well-informed, Matloob! You are right about the nature of war! It is always a scam, a fraud, a game played deceitfully mostly upon young people, whose lives & abilities are wasted, whose minds are twisted into labyrinths of unclear judgment, whose bodies & effort are used to turn the internal wheels of some wealthier person's amusing slot-machines, whose hearts are literally broken & drained of love. By trickery, by our own fear, by our own lack of wisdom, we are again & again made to believe that they are necessary guests in our house, those two demon brothers: Religion & Government, whose father is Power & whose mother is Wealth. Of course we NEED them, only because we BELIEVE we do. Ken
Jennifer Long: this write breaks my heart in two! ! in so many ways to pieces! Matloob!
FarzanaAltaf: Really felt your emotions coming through your words you are incredibly talented.I wish I had even a fraction of your creativity.
Cheryl Menell: Your muse has been found Very unique and well written; excellent words and quality flows well :) This sounds like it comes from the heart, not a muse.I know good writing when I see it; some may not agree, but I am entitled to my opinion. Good job, Matloob ;)

Kristy Raines: That poem went straight to the heart.. You captured pain and suffering in a wonderful way.
Carmel Mawle: This is a powerful tribute. I hope you'll share it on the Writing for Peace FB page. Also, please consider our DoveTales publication for your this original work.
EmMeilė: Matloob, I believe this is my favorite of all of your poems. It speaks of the eyes opening in full to the hidden pain one could not see while the eyes were sewn shut....beautiful and very touching, to uncover so many hidden truths and in today's world, isn't this truth for most of us, if not all around the world?
Cindi Silva: Wow! Superb! Very powerful write.Excellent imagery.
Maqsoodul Hassan: Wonderful poetry
Angela Davis: Matloob, you are a master of words my friend.

Shareef Abdur-Rasheed: @ Br. Matloob, assalaamu alaykum Subhana'Allah This piece is 'Amazing, simplywonderful.Very strong with visual qualities and a superb message! Loved it ahki!

Poetry Con Garapan: Wow: I'm really glad I was able to see this. What a soulful and uplifting write.

SatyenderParkashAas: Very thoughtful, progressive, God is dead now-its living in a prison of monopolist; warlords and religious imposters allow these cruel actions.

Abdul Wahab: Weighty poem, nice flow..good thought..clean poetry I love it.....very deep...with very hard effort...I wish more to enjoy your poem.

Jann Gail Jones: Wonderful wisdom! Love it and totally agree with it. Try to live it.

Gaudreault C Marie: You are a talented articulate gifted man..It is an honor to read your work.

Niamh Jan Owen Alas: Nothing from blood, but more bloodshed. The best way is forgiveness and peace and centering our own selves to the source of Omni present love v s making wars out of air. This is a beautiful write.

Sakina Minhaj Shikari: Soul stirring! ! Gave me Goosebumps!

Iulia Gherghei: Fabulous! Powerful! True!

Veronica Benson Mullins: The imagery here is so painful. An amazing piece about heroes and martyrs.thank you.

Leo Riccio: Powerful poem telling a horrible truth.

Gaudreault C Marie: there is an old saying.. vengeance is not mine but the Lord's.... beautiful writing.. thanking you with all my heart....

Kristine Nicholson: Your poem is passionately voiced & well-informed, Matloob! You are right about the nature of war! It is always a scam, a fraud, a game played deceitfully mostly upon young people, whose lives & abilities are wasted, whose minds are twisted into labyrinths of unclear judgment, whose bodies & effort are used to turn the internal wheels of some wealthier person's amusing slot-machines, whose hearts are literally broken & drained of love. By trickery, by our own fear, by our own lack of wisdom, we are again & again made to believe that they are necessary guests in our house, those two demon brothers: Religion & Government, whose father is Power & whose mother is Wealth. Of course we NEED them, only because we BELIEVE we do.Ken
Kevin M. Hibshman: Powerful! ! Great imagery! ! Important work! ! !

Laura Bailey: May we all have peace and justice and mutual respect in our lifetimes!

Jennifer Long: This write breaks my heart in two! In so many ways to pieces!
Farzana Altaf: Really felt your emotions coming through your words you are incredibly talented. I wish I had even a fraction of your creativity!

Alma Zaidi: So well expressed and true.

Bokharijee: it's worth a share for all our sinned people.