Out of control

Dialogue style

You are quiet.
What if I say you are noisy.
You are rude.
I also think that you are rude.
Well, man, why don’t you shut your mouth?
Wow, you are so out of control.
Why do you think I am out of control?
Leave it.
What do you think I am out of control?
You told me to shut my mouth.

©️ Ismael Mansoor

Their faithful hearts


You must forgive the world of its beauty,

And they must forgive themselves for their deeds.

If they wish to enter My Holy Home,

The belief must show in their faithful hearts,

And they will remind you of a good man.

THE ANGEL. I will go to the Earth, and do Your Deed,

To heal them, with my faithful miracle –

As I will lead a good man to serve You –

Do what I hearty know is a miracle.


When the time comes right, I will be there for the Earth –

Not ask Me of any question, Angel.

And My Miracle will be his Saviour.

© Ismael Mansoor

No matter what they are

African: My friends, European and Asian.
European: My friend African, how are you?
Asian: My friend African, I hope you’re well.
African: Alight! It is a beautiful day, my friends.
European: Sorry to jump all of the sudden.
African: Don’t need to be sorry, European.
Asian: I stand here before you as a prophet.
European: African, I wanted to ask you something.
African: What is it, European? About me?
Asian: European wanted to know about your kind.
African: My kind? I don’t have one kind, but –
European: You have more than one kind, yes?
African: I have lots of blacks, browns, and a few whites in Africa.
European: Just like mine in Europe, but the opposite, yes, African?
Asian: I have so many browns but do have those colours as well.
African: Well, my continent represents Africans.
European: No matter what colour they are?
African: Yes, no matter what they are, as long as…
Asian: As long as they are red blood like us?
African: As long as their generations are from Africa.

© Ismael Mansoor