Servant of God

servant of God

we stand

in silence

together

quite still

together we join hearts

in compassion and love

and

in the silence I hear his scream...

...a name in blood red

...on white paper...

Abdullah,

age twenty two

who has lived thirty and eight thousand days

prays for peace when waking last Sunday

and

when sleep claimed me, death had claimed you....

in silence

we stood

together

joined hands

for you and the others...

...the names...
...on white paper...

and those yet to come...

and I see destruction, and murder and bombs ...

I think of a mother all covered in blood

and  

her tears washed the blood from your face

I think of your brothers who, rooted, just stood

and watched her silent embrace of you,

her son

called Abdullah...

aged twenty two

we are

still silent

together

and

I rejoice that the flame in your heart made peace

I rejoice that you have lived

and that I know your name

and

in our silence...
... I hear your last sigh...

...Abdullah...

...servant of God...