Word, like wind, cuts through you / Withers all but true you
Khalid Mukhtar · ·
It stormed all night
When I look out
I see dark clouds
Floating about
I know that they will pass
For now they hang around
I scroll on through
The daily news
Of persecution
Death and who’s
Been tilling poison ground
I know that they will pass
For now they hang around
Khalid Mukhtar · ·
There’s another guy
With an ultimatum
Unbothered unshy
Uncaring who’ll hate him
Khalid Mukhtar · ·
When you think the obvious
May have been stated,
Search for a reason
It was articulated.
Khalid Mukhtar · ·
He labeled every Mexican a rapist,
And blacks and immigrants as murderous tramps;
He mocked a disability, will stay pissed
At Muslims who he wants to put in camps;
He said a fellow-candidate was ugly,
And spoke about a moderator’s menses,
Said P.O.W.’s were lesser, smugly,
And wants to stand up walls and barbed wire fences;
He quoted Mussolini; he has stated
He’d lose no backing if he’d kill a man;
I could go on about the stuff he’s hated,
But wonder in conclusion if he can
Convert the greatest nation on this earth
Into a land of negligible worth.
Khalid Mukhtar · ·
The time we spend driving,
Instead of conniving,
Should be more deriving
A means of arriving.
Khalid Mukhtar · ·
No more can I see,
Touch, smell or taste,
Death strikes to free
All I’ve embraced.
But know: I can hear
The flow of a tear.
Khalid Mukhtar · ·
Sludgy rancor lines
The bottom of the crucible
Wherein tongue lies bridled,
Hand idled,
Strength forged.
Khalid Mukhtar · ·
Roads are the city’s veins,
And we, commuting corpuscles,
Coursing through them,
Keeping the city alive.
Khalid Mukhtar · ·
The joys of solitude
Only reveal themselves to you
If you can take yourself
For company.
Khalid Mukhtar · ·
Time gasps at the mention of war,
She grasps her old head, bracing for
Another filthy dance of horror.