The
Voice from Above
We are Buddha, Jesus, Mohammad, whom you follow
We were born four and two and one thousand years ago
We are flattered that you choose to
“worship” us in your own unique way
Please do not think we savor being seen as your Masters
You are the master of your own thoughts
The thoughts are holistic – good, bad,
ugly
As the Universe has transformed with time,
so have your thoughts of us
The love and hatred in your world has to do
with your pre-destiny.
In your wars of ideology in killing Jews
then, and “infidels” now,
You honor us not at all!
September 11 marked the disgrace of humankind
We do not desire your devotion when your
suicide bombing is still going on
Consider this poem is being written for your
posterity,
Life is too short for them to embrace your world of tragedy.
13 September 2007©
Poet's Note: Had Americans not made their ultimate sacrifices, Hitler would have enslaved the world. The Berlin Wall would have not fallen.
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