They say God chuckled
At the bruised knees of the non-believer
Who knelt down in prayer
Muttering words in tongue unknown
His rosary, made of beads of sweat
His back, bent in defeat
His tears, salty in rage
They say God watched him
Plead
They say God watched him
Wail
God watched him
Bellow
Grains of sand sank deeper into his knees
Blood gushed to the back of his irises
Agony and torturous blood lust
Permeated the air
That turned white in suffocation
They say God watched
And God breathed
And God sighed
At the sight of this aching
At the sight of a man
Who clasped his hands in prayer
To say goodbye
Because begging forgiveness
Demands more pain
Than bidding goodbye
- Rahel
