Ka'Abah

Why square? I wondered Drifting together in a stream of faith; Broken promises, shattered ambitions, hopeful desperation and the misled Like a river we flow Revolving, spinning, orbiting Here, at this very place Here lies the direction for those who seek But why square? A myriad of people from various walks of life Flocked in this once barren land Like migratory birds they came, with a call to answer A rhythm to complete As did the one who built it But why square? Perhaps it’s the rigidity, or the flaw-seeking locals, Or the bawling puppets who stick like mould to stone Wonder if it’s justified to ask so many questions After all, it is not meant to complicate Repulsiveness surged in me Now’s not the right time... To commit is to surrender; bare and defenseless My mind’s a web and heart infested Perhaps It’s for those who spiral southwards For in the square’s a circle of solace