I see a cloth
…flawlessly loved on the inside
…but hatefully coloured on the outside
…causing chaos to both in and out watchers
Tears for the former
…mild jubilation, fear and horrid anticipation for the latter
Clouds of blood form on their skies
Faravahar cries revenge!!!
The Bald Eagle throws punches of sanctions
…with its head whose struggling wings work to support
As its feet tries to drag it out of the ring
Your yearning for the crown of martyrdom
…has come to pass
Securing for your soul its food
…in your sacred bowl of belief
But you’ve given a herculean task
…to the eyes of love which watched you flame
…on Black Eagle land
As you finally travel home
Tension wears anticipation in existence
As heads know not where arms of hurts
Noise from broomsticks will sound like guns
Chirping birds will be chased out with fright
Cries of the azan might turn wails of many an ambulance
Will your satisfied soul rest as the crest of vengeance
…adorn the chests of your comrades?
Ahvaz, Mashhad, Tehran
…and the many others chant in anger
As the womb of Kerman churns
You’ve fallen to a rise!
You’ve burnt to a shine!
…bedeviled into a shrine?
You’ve lived a death of birth in some hearts
…causing fear in many other hearts!
A victorious defeat!
Rest even through the chaos
And help with a formula from beyond
To protect your beloveds whose blood own no light
…to show the world their fall
And also to protect the world whose thoughts have no space
…to know the rukus of your journey to martyrdom
For it will be unfair to be served blood of the innocent
…in a vengeance cup
Rest in eternal power greater than you owned!
…Rest in peace in a world without terror Haj!
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © January 7, 2019
2 replies on “THE SHADOW COMMANDER (For Qassem Soleimani)”
you sure had a burst of creativity!
Thank you. 🙏🙏💖💕💞
LikeLiked by 1 person