Ammar Alshukry – Spoke Word – a Night’s Prayer

			He stands. He stands because he must. He stands with two hands clasped over his heartless that bust
or burst with a variety of emotions fear, pride, courage, the need to fulfill his trust. It weighs
on his shoulders so he stands his feet sinking in the carpet in a small room in a seemingly smaller
apartment enveloped by the darkness, but his eyes are familiar with the night so he sees the dancing
of the shadows clearly, and he recites verses he loves dearly, put in LA homological Mark Tillman.
Carmen Tasha, what turns you on welcome him. tertia what resume and tertia what to the lumen tertia
viatical.
		

			In Nacala, militia in comedy, and he bows, and he bows with such ease that it would cause some to be
the seat for his shoulder so easily moved. But that same back absolutely refused to bow to anyone
other than the one whose words he just recited. And so he rises his body camouflage and matches the
stillness in the air his lips move softly, tongue quickly, heart aware. None can give what you
withhold and none can withhold what you give, whether I am furrow, jet, demon Kal jet. He is without
arms. So he raises his arms by his sides. And he calls out and again and again he confides and he
begins the conversation hands towards the sky again and again. He cries, yeah, Rob. Rob Marco. Lena
		

			philia when Miss Flores sue that was sued here, William Phillips, the entire nations on his mind,
they will not be harmed, not from his side. Allah Huma Ansari, Havana, Allahumma, sorbitol all of
them in tactic Akademie Allahumma they could be a da da Allahumma
		

			arena, quadratic Fe Allahu mufaddal had to do well here and at Yanni Muslimeen. But then before
origin Caribbean, everybody can more easily wash for you. So do me need he is far from them. But in
his heart and mind he is by their side they are His joy and pride and they will not be harmed, not
from his side. And so he stands as he has stood at the same post five times a day and sometime near
the end of the night with his hands above his heartless that burst as he recites he calls out
pleading for divine assistance, for he believes in angels knows they arrive in an instant, so he
implores the arrival and he falls. He falls so that a people can rise he falls, facilitating a
		

			tyrants demise into the sweetness of prostration. He falls, seeking forgiveness for any
transgression that would impede the journey of the arrows that he is sending from his window towards
their target. From his small room in his seemingly smaller apartment, enveloped by the darkness.