Afolabi Muideen Poet Free verse

The Bulldozer and Aging Religion

Walking the path I know to be the way
The path in which I was born
There comes a bulldozer
Making me a new way

Ruffling my smooth way, my religion
With flimsy sand of thoughts
and glory
Promising life in death and fulfilment
The new Islam seems brilliant,
luxurious, exotic and rubbish
comes with rejection of 
many things, sunnah

My aging Islam, a pleasant
smiles with tolerance
warm accommodation

I stand on a point in the labyrinth
listening to the songs
of both paths
they both sing in a tone
That makes me lost
Of which part to take.

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Akkina Downing August 26, 2017 at 12:47 PM Not easy but probably the one with the strongest feeling? The one your heart desires most :)

Sunita U.D Palawon August 25, 2017 at 10:27 PM I can link with this. Changes are brought for the better and not for segregation of thoughts and freedom. After all we are all human! Glad you shared this with us. All the best. :) Sunita

Andrea Dietrich August 25, 2017 at 5:32 PM Very interesting, Afolabi. Follow the path that offers the most tolerance of others with love and peace! Love your symbolic poem.

Paul Callus August 25, 2017 at 12:56 PM Making choices is not always easy, Afolabi. We seek to follow the truth, but extremism can be unhealthy. Follow your heart and mind... Regards // paul Afolabi Muideen August 26, 2017 at 4:13 PM Yes, you are right. Thank you.

Charlie Smith August 24, 2017 at 11:21 AM A dilemma for any thinking man of any religion. Love should always be the guiding principle to any faith. Without it there is but chaos... Afolabi Muideen August 26, 2017 at 4:12 PM Thank you friend.

Winged Warrior August 24, 2017 at 10:49 AM Look to your heart...feel the rhythm...take two aspirin and call me in the morning lol...a poetic dilemma...great write Aolabi...god bless...^WW^ Afolabi Muideen August 26, 2017 at 12:06 PM Thank you friend.

Demetrios Trifiatis August 24, 2017 at 8:28 AM God, by any name, is neither old not new for He was is and always will be what changes is the way we look at God! Brilliant writing my friend, Afolabi. The answer to your dilemma is to be found withing you! Wonderfully written my friend! Afolabi Muideen August 26, 2017 at 12:05 PM I appreciate your comment always. Thanks

Vijay Pandit August 23, 2017 at 6:49 AM Inner thoughts well expressed! Afolabi Muideen August 26, 2017 at 12:01 PM Thank you.