17. Handful Of Dust

Handful Of Dust by Professor A.L.I.

Have you ever felt alone, like the tree on the road

In an industrial city, or a unkissed toad

You wanna belong with others, but forever rogue

Alone, like a song sung by a lost griot

Flashes on my face, feels like a strobe

Mesmerized; on the air, hangs this quote

Take one last chance, never fold

Yet Death has arrived, my body so cold

I imagine a reaper, hood, and black robes

Life essence drained, body’s afloat

Yet the whole globe, expects me to hold

Key in code, before device explodes

Like Episode 2, “Attack of the Clones”

An attack on my dome, attacked in my home

Implode, Leave this earthly abode

Two more lives left, Re-clip and Re-load

 

Cut a piece of my brain, skull enflamed, I’m insane!

Stole my original name, lobotomy—no pain

Just numbness, induced dumbness to the oneness of the creator

Fed lies, more croc than alligators

lured like Vader, brought dark side

Metamorphosis: divide from Jekyll to Mr. Hyde

Thoughts in formaldehyde–conceptual homicide

Inside– I seemed to die–despite what I tried

So I run like a basilisk, using amulets

Ambulance! For the rogue—street roaming Capulet

Immaculate vision, beyond perception

Marked for program, since conception

Start inception, Crescent, so target for weapons

A beams of light rips through my midsection

All these years in darkness, in light I bear witness

God is one, So I seek forgiveness

 

An innocent peasant enrolled in witness prevention

Cardiac tensions ease when I seek intercession

Dodging Uzi spray, put in harms way, because I pray!

Five times a day; supplication for the rest of the day

Lay awake in my sleep, hoping and eyes open

Coping with my lifestyle—saving for a coffin

The azan’s my war cry I engage in self scuffle

Shuffle, my screams muffled by my shoulder held duffle

Trapped, in my home like Last Emperor in Shanghai

But awoke my dome, reading Allama Tabatabai

The element of surprise; knowledge resurrection

I see two angels, who ask me two questions

Who is your lord and who is prophet?

“There is none but Allah, and his messenger Muhammad”

Light from heavens wrote my answer in the clouds

Escaped witness prevention, my bodies wrapped in shroud