the harbinger
is here with a broken tongue
listen to the sermon of a stammerer
words of an epileptic is a revelation from heaven
i have come wearing the celestial aureole bearing light like the halo of rays around the sun
i'm the paradoxical duality of a coin i'm the shadow round the hurricane lamp i'm the light I'm the darkness
i have come in sacred robe to speak heavenly language in the temple but seek prodigy from figurines in hallowed priest holes
i have come to raise the dead from their coven & open the eyes of a blind Poet to see through the faux metaphors in my verses
faith is a seed to be planted in my garden for it to grow into a giant tree of unending fruits.
salvation is now a nut oil sold in god's supermarket.
©® Jamiu Ahmed
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