The Hafaza

Al-Iman

Her large brown eyes had shed a thousand tears,

As she lay crippled amid ruination and misguided fear.

Her darkness closed in at a much hurried pace

And she spoke softly of home and seeing a strangers face.

I held her quivering bruised body so close to mine,

I wept openly and boldly for this only child of mine.

"Boppa, oh boppa, please do not leave me now,

For without your presence,

I fear that Maalik will find me somehow.

"Iman oh iman… my darling little one said I.

Fear thee not for the day or of approaching night

 for I am and will always be to you ever near,

  I will hold you in my heart till the end of time

And by my kiss, I will absolve thy fear.

She smiled a little through her pain,

while I watched, as her, spirit slowly did wane.

I kissed her softly on her tear stained cheek

And told her that in paradise we both would meet.

Then with one final sigh,

She said I love you…I love you so…

And quietly in the dust of the street…she died.

J. Allen Wilson © 2005