(THE SENTINEL)
THE SOUND AS THE CONVERSATION COMMENCES...
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Please oh tree, talk to me.
Let me sit on your roots and hear your tale.
Tell me of olden times, the things that thou hast seen.
Tell me of those who passed this way before me.
Of where they have gone for surely you have become sentient in your time here.
Communicating with the ants and the birds that inhabit thy boughs.
Reaching out your arms to Allah...
Living sirat al mustaqim.
Thy nappy hair drooping to the ground... Dred locks on weeping willows.
A fantasy sanctuary under the sad leaves where we find a man seeking reality.
Tell me of the good things and the bad,
I can deal with great weight... Allah has given me strength.
Tell me of the agony of seeing your brethren fall as they made way for man.
For steel and concrete.
So cool in the shade.
I stand here begging you...
Tree, speak to me.
Sirat al mustaqim: the straight path
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
