Why?

Ye need what? Water and food which is in non-killing,
But someone says you kill the plant the moment you cut off their stem.
Well, well, said somebody else, the plant has their regeneration,
Reproduction, photosynthesis, what’s more?
If thee need food that is from the killing,
How many more blood will thereupon thine hands?
Everyone is gone to the loss of their mind, and a saviour come out of the blue,
Saying, see? It is meats that astray us, for their souls was sad before their death,
And ye ate them, the depression and the anger of being slavery is inside your stomach,
Absorbing all that feeds all parts of the body; they already consume.
Now ye come to me with thine questions, so much for me to answer, but ye shall not expect me,
Because I say what ye shall expect from the Miracle, for He is All-Knowing.

©️ Ismael Mansoor

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This Engrained Heart

I am a Deaf male, and I write what comes my mind. I have been creatively writing since 2010, and from there has been growing my excitement and passionate for my poetry and writing.

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