This is for Abdullah Pope.
With your lens
You wish you could capture
The way sunrise aches after night's demise
Subhan'Allah
Burnt Orange skies that leave flames
Better suited for pandora
In ambient light
You pray fajr
Humbly devout
You softly hum du'ahs over lips
Curved like an illuminated bulb
Turq beads
Istarfullah said all over D.C skylines
Each one greets your thumb and index with
A gentle humility that will leave behind-
Traces of brotherhood
Appreciation and success
Perpetual love on Zanzibar shores
The joy of three daughters
Insha'Allah all this and more and more and more.
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