Who Am I?

March 4, 2021

Neither am I Muslim, Christian

nor nonreligious or religious,

Do not mistake me for a color or white

for I don’t have a stable color

nor stable side in the world of man.

I am a machine from the maker of men/

with a trumpet to air a message

of unity and peace in a world filled

with hatred, disunity and wars.

I am a machine with magical ink

to write words of harmony and bliss

to turn an imaginary joyful world

Into reality for humanity.

I am here not to stay forever for

I will leave after climbing mount Everest

and sound the trumpet of love and peace

at every corner of the globe

And

Until humanity embrace peace

like a mother embraces

her crying babe in a cradle.

©Sediki Dolley

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