read poetry – Page 82 – WILDsound Festival

I Met a Man, Poetry by Mohammed Islam Butt

I Met A Man One Day.
He Was Quite The Intellectual And Quite A Busy Man.
Having Been To Several Universities
And Acquired Numerous Accolades In Law and A Career In Politics.
A Writer Who Described His Life
“As A Long Walk To Freedom”

Holiday Hell, Poetry by Mohammed Islam Butt

“Dare God don’t let it be!”
I happened to glance at the calendar suspended on my wall
There were red X Shapes for days that have passed in those square.
But that wasn’t what caught m eye, it was tomorrows square
And what was written inside.
My messy and somewhat childish handwriting proclaimed what I feared.
“THE CHRISTAMS HOLIDAYS”
Underneath drawn for emphases were a skull and two bones crossing.