Pre-tend
What is it that is tended
Before the tend
I met a man of self interest today as he blindly dotted his fingers here and there looking for something to happen on the screen in front of him. My father had briefed me ahead of time so I kept my inquiries quick and left off all statements. Minutes go by and then some more as we converse politely about his faith, the one he changed some years ago because it wiped the guilt from his conscious clean. He tells us of his trip to Pakistan in his easy southern accent. He mentions our old shopping grounds such as Karachi and Kashmir.
What I want to say to him,
“God knows what is in everyone. Allah knew the pain inside her. There is no such thing as hell except that which man does to another.”
They say “peace be upon him” because he was never at peace, or those around him.
Be still and listen
One day I will tell you a story
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