|Volume 5, No 1, Spring 1995|
of "The Last Poets"
Back from the dead by Allah's mercy,
Leaving Shaytan standing in the pain,
Leaving the pain alone.
I salam the angels right and left.
Good has become a warm and loving garment.
Bad never was me, only a test of faith.
I now find strength in the beauty of
My Lord's creation.
Peace to all those who come to
Understand that Love is all You are
And ever will be.