I kept my right hand in check
It wanted to touch my forehead.
Then my stomach.
Then my right,
Then my left shoulder.
Between me
And my God
There was the graveyard.
Our Father, Who art
in Heaven.
I did not pray
For the souls of the murderers
As I had prayed
In 1999, for the souls of the pilots
Of the aeroplanes
Bombing my child.
I prayed
For my own and the soul
Of my friend Adnan.
To save our children
From killing each other.
My God
Thy will be done
On earth
Where graves lie in their silence
And someone in Your name
Doing Your will
In this moment
Pulls the trigger
Aiming at children.
June 2015