Intense and culturally accurate?

I don’t know what you might think,
But I will tell you what I think,
I don’t need your judgment, 
Because I know you are not perfect.

Yet if you are perfect,
Go and save the world, 
Hurry, please!
Oh, is my provoking words make you sensitive? 

If so,
I don’t know what to say
Should I say, sorry? 
Well, to be Deaf
Oftentimes that they are straightforward
Meaning I am straightforward
Because it is part of the Deaf Culture 
To be straightforward

Maybe I am wrong, 
But it is how I think,
Not to judge 
Is the most challenging we ever have, 

Hmm
Yeah, it is the most challenge we ever have, 
Not to judge
Oh, can you not be judged? 

Can I not be judged?
And how many times can the judge be judged? 
But the judge must be difficult because it does not help
Me nor you nor anyone else, but no judge meaning,

No point fingers nor split on the face 
Hmm, yes, it is
Hmm, how many times must I tell myself?
How many times must I,
Because the riddle might dance and praise itself,
No one can understand, 
But it is assumptive, right?
So, can I share other thoughts? 

The Invisibility:  Redemption is going to face Evil. But I won’t be helping him because it is my law to stay invisible.

Angel:  Then we will all witness him do it by himself

The Invisibility and Angel are watching invisibly.

Temptation:  Evil, it’s him! Go! Run! I will hold him off

There is a battle between Temptation and Redemption.

Temptation:  You keep away from Evil, you understand me? You keep away, please!

Redemption defeats Temptation very quickly with Redemption’s barely power.

Temptation whispers to himself:  I did everything I could

Redemption puts Temptation to sleep. And Redemption finds Evil very quickly. 

Redemption:  I found you, Evil. Your time has come to an end.

Evil:  Your last warning

Redemption:  I will do anything to put you to sleep.

Redemption vs Evil.

Evil:  Curse you!

Evil loses, and Redemption puts him to sleep.

That’s how my thoughts danced with me.

©️ Ismael Mansoor

Pray for Others

Sadness:  It is me that makes others weaken themselves. Understanding, I am sorry, my friend. It is me that always makes others weaken their spirits, thinking it is the depression that makes them believe, believe that their life has no meaning to live or to be happy. Oh, I wish this depression with me, along with me, not the depression with others, not them, but me, yeah, just me. But should I put the hope in the Miracle to save others from me? Yes, protect the hope, and yes, protect the hope, oh, I repeat, protect the hope! May I put the hope in the Miracle coming to them with His honour in the truth. This way, I may rest myself, finally smiling, rest in peace. 

Prayer:  Then may I put you in my prayers, like this
Dear Almighty, the Miracle Creator  
You are Miraculous, and our Saviour!
You have heard Sadness, so, I pray 
You to save her soul
Oh dear, the Miracle Creator, save her soul 

Blah-Blah:  How is it possible for Him to heal Sadness? He only heals those who are devoted to Him. How could you think He would heal Sadness, knowing that she is not devoted to our Lord? How is it possible for you to pray for her?

Prayer:  My faith, and it is none of your business. 
I choose to pray who I want to pray for

Blah-Blah:  You knew Sadness, her action, yet you pretend that you don’t see the truth of Sadness. How could you pray for her for your faith, for your faith? I spoke everything with you, about life, itself, yet you think it is whatever thinking you saw in Sadness, oh shame on you! Shame on you! 

Prayer:  Then I pray for you

©️ Ismael Mansoor

Shades of brown

Ye taught me the words of our Holy Creator
Deal with the knowledge and the simple
Goodwill to the self, smiling with the merry heart
Ye taught me the words of mind yet I try to calm it
They said what art thou? Deaf with big capital 
Or small capital deaf, oh they asked, what art thou?
I told them, I am deaf or Deaf since it’s the same word
Or doth thou have any difference? I sign DEAF 

Oh,
Let me tell you something about my memory
Something relate to above but different thoughts
Me bold with italic and others are bold

1.
What race are you? 

Brown.

No, I’m asking you, what race are you?

I am brown.

I know you are brown, but what race are you? I am a black woman.

I am an Earthman.

No, not that I meant. Are you Indian or Coloured?

I am an Earthman.

Well, you’re mad.

Well, are you black?

Yes.

Really?

Yes, I am.

Is your skin like this black?

No.

What is your skin looking like?

I’m black, a black woman.

Really?

Yes.

Let me ask you again, is your skin like this black?

No.

What is your skin looking like?

Well.

Is your skin this black?

No.

What is your skin looking like?

Dark brown.

Then you are not black.

2.

I know your skin is light brown.

I am white.

No, you are not like this white.

Well, still I am white.

Look at your skin, is it this white? Really?

It is tanned.

Well, it is light brown; you are not white, but a lighter brown that is part of the volume of brown.

I am red because blood is red!

Oh, well. Sigh.

©️ Ismael Mansoor

A Song In My Head

Image by Gordon Johnson from Pixabay

Let me sing song for you,
So now this is your song.

You can ask the Miracle Creator
To sing for you with His Miracle’s Tone
Because you know that there’s no harm to ask
Put it in your heart, I want you to feel
Alight? You ready? Yes, let’s get ready

I know that the world is full of sinners
Or that the world isn’t full of non-sinners
Or that the world is unpredictable
The days to the nights then back to the days
So that Man could one day sing for peace’s songs

Let Man sing song for peace,
So this will be Man’s song.

He can ask the Miracle Creator
To sing for peace with His Miracle’s Tone
Because he knows that there’s no harm to ask
He knows that the world is full of sinners
He knows that the world is unpredictable

Alight, he sings, alight, alight, alight
As the world could feel his heartbeat for peace
To say hi not goodbye and to say, amen
For knowing that the world isn’t full perfect
So he let himself singing for peace’s songs

©️ Ismael Mansoor

So deep and connecting

Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay

Your fantasy words thine mind
“He is our Holy Creator”
And it also words thine heart
“I am the Lord our Miracle Creator”

Your imagination pens thine heart
Thee art our Lord
But someone tell thee
Lord is a word that I won’t praise

There are lords whom people call
And there are kings among the world
Your fantasy told you like not words
That men or women have acted

Your imagination told you like
Let us eat the Miracle Creator’s breads
And also drink our Holy Creator’s water
Remember that we are always hungry

©️ Ismael Mansoor

Circle of life

Image by Gordon Johnson from Pixabay

Ye made animals which thoughts my mind
Are they the foods for my kind and other kinds who eat?
What their purposes to live on the Earth and more what
Ye made those things to live but die
Such a strange to me that thought it of what more there is
Oh such a figure to a man that wonders like why
Ye made those living things to die
O no such a man or woman prolong their life
But they could if their soul is well like the milky way
Ye made what holds and more of life

©️ Ismael Mansoor

The fantasy of such a poem

Image by Ondřej Šponiar from Pixabay

Thou art perfect
Thee shew us Sun and Moon
Oh the Proud is with Thee

The sky shew us the blue and the stars
The number of tiny spots
All of them Thee that shew us
Let I to Ye that I may not hide

Thou art perfect
Thee shew us Green and Brown
Oh the Soil is with Thee

The Earth shew us the eyes of the One
But I do not see it all
For a man must face the truth
Let I to Ye as the truth to Thou

Thou art perfect
Thee shew us Life and Death
Oh the Light is with Thee

The Dark shew us the world of in us
We cannot fool it nor lie
Thee shew us the hope’s promise
Let I to Ye as the hope to all

©️ Ismael Mansoor

One vs Two Perspectives

Cross burns my chest
You burn when your soul feels it
Cross is not your friend
Burn-in all side

Cross makes me burn
My chest burns when I feel cross
Can’t burn without cross
Then water them

Cross is pure but
We cannot let it burns us
Fire up boils in the chest
Think to water

©️ Ismael Mansoor

Shielding from the temptation

Image by Jeff Jacobs from Pixabay

Hey Tempt I would like to tell you
Well done oh you see
You rule my weak self
Cause you know how to weak my mind

Hey Tempt look at me with your eyes
Well done
Cause you toy with my soul oh yeah
You know

Hey Tempt you go to my weak self
Toy with my soul like you play me
You mess up my thoughts and my chest
Cause me think like a man of swear

Hey Tempt excuse me with my swear
But you weak me with your lies
Cause me gone to Save and Strong
No more to say to you well done

©️ Ismael Mansoor

Cheeky but true

Image by Peter Fischer from Pixabay

Oh, oh, oh
You look down on me
I won’t let you
I won’t look down on you

You told people that you want them to believe
How weak your tongue is, the lie is very weak
But you told them anyway about false of me
Yet I want you well, to know that I’m winning

Oh, oh, oh
You look down on me
I won’t let you
I won’t look down on you

When I said that I am winning
If you heard from some people about me
And if they are wrong I am winning
But if you heard right well done

©️ Ismael Mansoor