Growing up I dreamt I could pray
الله اكبر الله اكبر
like other
kids
With straight
legs, knees I could bend
اشهد ان لا اله الا الله
Away from eyes leering at feet
dragged
to the mosque dreading laughter
اشهد ان محمد رسول الله
Imam’s maim of a chair, politely declined
حي علي الصلاة
Today, awake,
I find my feet
I pray to Allah
بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم
alone, in stillness
Dark
Light
Still Praying
by Hasan Namir