Rooftop Poem
listen to this midnight poem from a rooftop
over cries of Allah-o Akbar
the night before flesh tainted pavement
with only a camera and her words
she told the world to witness.
listen to this midnight poem from a rooftop
over cries of Allah-o Akbar
the night before flesh tainted pavement
with only a camera and her words
she told the world to witness.
posted by pomegranate queen at 8/23/2009
1 Comments:
"why wasn't today, the day".
inshallah.
your blog makes me cry, i can't visit everyday, it's too beautiful.
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