Amir Sulaiman

{this is only a whisper of what i really want to write about this. God willing, i will give spirit to this poem and make it whole}

what do these criminals
know of crime

::everything::

my niece was born
with her brain
growing on the outside of her skull
my cousin’s grandson was born without a torso
just legs growing from his neck
thank God they lived only for moments
moments long enough to pray for them to die
born by fajr
dead by asr
so her father
set sail
assailing
assaulting
protecting
provoking
when the weak
wreak
havoc
the powerful prefer
passive
but if youd like safe passage
you will have to
give my cousin’s grandson
arms