POEM: Allah Mode

Some may see God as unnecessary in their search for meaning. I like my spirituality Allah mode.

Allah Mode

There is plenty
Of human kind
That lives without
God of any owed understanding
I AM
Never the less
Still
Quiet covet us
Of God desserted
That as other wise known
Allah mode

NOTE: I think that this the first poem of mine involving an Arabic/French language pun. Fortunately, these references are common enough in the English language that most readers should get it.

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