I hate it.
I despise myself when you look at me like this.
When you ask me why I haven’t thought about you 1
“Then where are you going?” 2
Don’t I know that I was something unworthy of mention?…you ask me again. 3
I stutter as I search for a lie to explain myself.
My stutter comes because my voice
has been bereft of you for so long…
And as I hear the words again, as I say them:
The guilt of leaving you rushes through my heart.
my beloved shepherd will have to tell his Lord
that some from his nation had abandoned you, 4
but I swear I haven’t, not anymore.
I know we haven’t talked for a while.
I know I ignored you this whole time.
You were trying to Remind me,
but I’ve been busy
I just didn’t get a chance to come around
and see what you were up to
or hear what you had to say
I know you were calling me
begging me to come,
pleading with me to sit with you,
to laugh with you and cry
but I couldn’t. I think was scared,
not scared of you,
I was scared of what you’d say,
When I told you everything.
I was terrified
of what you would show me
when I told you who I really was,
But I came,
I’m sitting here staring you in the face now.
I know there’s a lot of catching up to do,
A lot that has happened
But you tell me your stories,
And I’ll tell you mine,
and maybe on your next page,
I’ll find the peace that I sought,
When I left you the first time.
1 al-Qur’an: 47:24
2 Ibid 81:26
3 Ibid 76:1
4 Ibid 25:30