I find myself scattered amid times age-old
In myths beyond expression, In tales untold
In sinful thought of a saint with heart unsure
In glare of kindness that emits from a whore
In pure love between a couple,weirdest of all
Man as tiny as a dwarf, Girl so fat and tall
In the winds that blow away veil of a wise girl
With face painfully ugly, eyes green like pearl
I find myself scattered amid times age-old
In myths beyond expression, In tales untold
In wildest fears of Syrian Refugees in a boat
In eyes of Peshawar child, knife at his throat
In the fire that burn Gaza’s screaming new-born
In bullets fired at her mother with ripped womb
In hopeful eyes of tiny girl fighting with Cancer
In ungratefulness of healthy finding no answer
I find myself scattered amid times age-old
In myths beyond expression, In tales untold
In the Kaaba of my soul, In Prayers unheard
In pleasant sounding sad chirps of a caged bird
In emptiness of Namaz, In pleasures of Love
In finding Him in heart, not in the sky above
I find myself scattered everywhere but in me
Help me gather up myself, Please let me BE!
White Shadows 