Chiasmus peace to be planted on earth
Grown for a farmer with no harvest to reap
Whatever reckoned is left not corrected
Sorrow is not a virtue taught to such rivalry
No mercy to innocent and no rapture to cavalry
Mounted fighters of both skin and gender
With new life left crying and untendered
So what to do with this spiraling fate
With mourners outnumbering at every wake
The watchers at bay with no reprise at hand
Gingerly no answer for the faces in the sand
Don sandals and staff to guide a worsening people
Through the rough to a sanctuary prepared with a steeple
A shanty prepared to house the yearning and bereaved
Missing is a solution, only revenge can proceed
Dawning our age without remorse or protection
Nothing is safe beyond our mind’s introspection
Gather up courage for each and every day
Unite to live better and be vigilant to pray
Whatever we can do to solve what atrocities here
Our total answer is one we do not share, for fear
The action of doing is left better undone
The hope that was had is all that’s left to be sung
by Will Kiefer
Marc has an extensive background as an educator, having taught such diverse subjects as ESL, Arabic, and Islamic studies in both the Detroit area and now in Philadelphia. In 2008, he receive his certificate [ijāzah] in the rules of delivering the Friday sermon [ahkām al-Khutbah] from Imam Anwar Muhaimin of the Quba Institute. Marc now works as a public speaker and khatib in the greater Philadelphia area and many points East and West.