He’s broken the treaty. He’s already been beaten. He’s one of the people of the book. Fetch the nails, rope and wood. He’s a Christian, that was his admission. Reject your beliefs – and you will be released. Say Jesus was not God. Do you understand? They tied rope around his wrists. Repeat after me,… Continue reading The Mission
Baby-faced. Snatched through the departure gate. On an adventure, to Dar Al-Islam. Like the Call of Duty, to play with guns and maybe a bomb. Just like a game, he was assigned a new name. Abu Hussain Al-Britani, was his new title – that he was given, along with a rifle. A cub of the… Continue reading The Departure Gate
Born, sworn, mother, daughter. Baby girl, prepare her, fitrah, sunnah. Consent? cutting season, becoming, too frequent! Desire? On fire! Stinging! Agony! Surgeon? Slasher! Butcher! Abuser! Arrested? Convictions? Concessions! Exempted! Mutilate! Moderate? Tolerate? Incarcerate! Creed? Culture? Bloody! Imported, torture!
How dare you! Take a walk in my shoes, just take some time. Quit that denial! You say I’m a racist – and continue to dismiss, what is a genuine fear. You, just choose to ignore. The cheek to call me far right, when gays are put to flight – that’s only for a man.… Continue reading The silence