Muslims
Muslims
One Muslim greeted me in the park yesterday. I said hello; completely unaware.
Another Muslim passed by the other day. I nodded and smiled; completely unaware.
Again a Muslim crossed my path and still; I remained unaware.
Theological stigma seems to elude me; completely unaware.
Wardrobe choices and ethnicities render me colorblind and ignorant. Yet I too am effected by sociology.
Media haunts my directive; completely unaware.
Fear lays deep within me. I am afraid of you—What you may do to me.
Heart broken and mislead by poor leadership; completely aware...
I ignore so many yet I attempt enlightenment.
I am completely unaware.
Muslims do not wear name tags labeling their lineage. I am not a Muslim; only willing to listen.
I believe in the power of the unknown.
A power which I do not seek to fully understand.
A man has a purpose.
A Muslim does too.
The fact remains that deep within my soul I truly believe in a reason for everything.
This reason, I believe is unreasonable.
And if we spend our days in search of the almighty answer(s) to life; we are bound to question.
You, I and Muslims alike are all...completely unaware.
6-23-17
Contest: I Like Muslims
Sponsor: Kai Michael Neumann
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