Different function in the body

I give you a slice of bread, said my head,
And my tummy said I eat the bread.
My heart said me give you faith,
But my soul said I wait for you.
What you waited for? said my path.
Now you see, who are you? Which one is thou?
Thee tell the body, which one,
You or soul or heart or mind or all at once?
Which one art thou? Which one?
Thee find it so hard to answer, which one or all at once
Now I feel my body, wondering what’s going on inside me?
Like how they live and function for me
Wait, wait, what are we doing to the Earth?
The wonder makes me dig so deep, well, what I can do.

©️ Ismael Mansoor

A mixed thought?

I have so much to tell myself,
If I am selfish, how could I?
When I was a child, my parents were feeding me,
Looked after me, and so much more to say,
They gave me food and drink to satisfy my body.
So if I am selfish, I tell you that I have learned nothing,
But if not, I tell you that I have gained such importance in life.
You get me, no, I ask, I get myself?
It is important to know oneself, like important knowing one’s book,
So, the sky reminds me that everything is blue and night with stars,
That everything inside, it should be taken care of the good things.
Well, I know everything that I think of, is such a deep one.
Riddle would reek that the words like, thee seek then peek thyself,
Strange, seek that meek upon such week, thought but I would
Sayth to thou, my mind is just but fantasy that has many words.
Honour and belief in the vein, it shall be like the vine,
But bear with the words that scripts, yeah such a ring-riddle.

©️ Ismael Mansoor

So Mysterious

I thank myself for the miraculous safety,
And I thank you for your peace and patience,
And also, I thank the Earth for her understanding,
But hence, she will do what’s right for her sphere,
Like I would caress my body.

Listen, man, woman, child, boy, and girl,
Our bodies are like the Earth, but not exactly, of course,
But we live inside her, so think who lives inside us, our body,
But thee seek then tell something to thyself for thy truth,
But ye see to the sky, then thou sayth, like henceforth,
Well, I know it not of myself, but I must aware, like henceforth,
But one day thee visit me with some biscuits and drinks,
Then we smile and share about the things that evolve,
But one thinks, one’s words are not expensive but cheap,
How could he turn the cheap into so many profits?
I ask not of whoever can see me or hear my silence,
Whoever can, they should be our masters, but henceforth,
It is my thoughts, and I find it so mysterious.

©️ Ismael Mansoor

I find it so interesting

When you said, “My God.” I find it so interesting because it sounds that your God is here for you, not for me. But I tell you what, our Holy Creator is not your God or mine. But if you still say, it is your God? I will answer, the God who made life, stars, trees, plants, bacteria, animals, fish, human, air, everything, everything, and everything. So, is it still your God not ours?

© Ismael Mansoor

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

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

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