Unearthly, poetry by Mahbubat Kanyinsola Salahudeen at Spillwords.com



written by: Mahbubat Kanyinsola Salahudeen


It often happened at dinner.
the whistling, then came the blast
followed by an expulsion of breath and knowing
that I have been spared–
but only just

while somewhere, amid cries
and choking clouds of smoke there
was a scrambling, a barehanded digging
of pulling out debris what remained of a sister, a brother
a grandmother

I wasn’t at all surprised
when father said–
fate is what is beyond man’s control
in every book, everyone has a chapter, we
are mere words in pages

of reincarnated scripts
we come back again
we are mere characters
entertaining God
but then I wonder

if God was smiling
or sobbing when our
breaths were rinsed by death
while we entertain

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