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Sep 13, 2023

House of god

There is a prayer-house right in front of my homeAt night, when the streets are filled with bustling crowdsAt night, when the sky is showering in darkness,A tall tower sits on top of the

There is a prayer-house right in front of my homeAt night, when the streets are filled with bustling crowdsAt night, when the sky is showering in darkness,A tall tower sits on top of the prayer-house,Glistening,Green,Sparkling,Red.At night, the tall tower sits proud.

The family of four hungry peopleA crying baby in his mother's armsSits cowering in front of the house of God.The family screams, at the people who kneel before God.For food.I stand in front of them like a ghost.Cowering.

The tower glistens,Sparkles,Dazzles,They scream.The tower glistensAndGod listens,to the people kneeling inside the prayer-house.

I wonder where God sits in that tower.I wonder whose cries are louder.I wonder what makes him cry.

There's a prayer-house right in front of my house.A tall tower sits on top of the prayer house,Proud,Glistening,Green,Sparkling,Red.

Jannatul Naeem Tasmiah is a student of English Literature at Jahangirnagar University.