'Isa ibn Maria

Posted by Maria on October 09, 19101 at 16:47:24:

Today I buried my son,
wrote Jihad, long ago

Today, Jihad, I buried my son

So tiny, he would have fit
into a tea cup, probably
weighing no more than an ounce
of marameeya

Today, or was it yesterday?
I lost my son

I want to veil my face
so that tears can roll
down my cheeks
without prying eyes
to question
what has happened now

My rounded belly, that
I jutted out so proudly
of late, is flattening
My breasts will not
flow with milk
no hungry cries for milk
will ring in my house

I had dreamed of him
a month or two ago
and Oh! He was beautiful,
pale skin, soft, sweet
baby with black curls
like my own in infancy

I meant to name him after
my brother, Jesus, who died not long ago
August 11 to be exact
'Isa ibn Maria
was not meant to be for this lifetime
Maybe no 'Isa is meant to be on this earth
for long

"INALLAHI WA INALLAHI RAJ'OON"

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