I listened
to the bleating
of my own heart,
until it stopped.
Stunned
into a remembrance
of a Truth
long-forgotten,
Life draws out
all of my blood,
going for the jugular
with one clean cut.
There is simply
no way out.
To love or not to love
is not the question.
To love what I close my eyes to
is the answer.
Halal
is Love
is Allah.
to the bleating
of my own heart,
until it stopped.
Stunned
into a remembrance
of a Truth
long-forgotten,
Life draws out
all of my blood,
going for the jugular
with one clean cut.
There is simply
no way out.
To love or not to love
is not the question.
To love what I close my eyes to
is the answer.
Halal
is Love
is Allah.
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