The markets are down 2 & a quarter %

banish the hubris,

toss away the choice words,

spoken by rotten broken tongues,

silence the chorus of appalled shock.

shred the sermons,

burn down the gory edifices,

the churches, mosques, temples,

for mutedly hushed their Gods they mock.

drain the sewage,

flush away the insidious odour,

seeping up from malls, homes, carnivals,

put them in a closet and weld the key to the lock.

shut it all off,

turn out the lights,

pull the damned plug,

but hold onto that blue-chip stock.

Afzal Moolla

Afzal Moolla was born in Delhi, India while his parents were in exile, fleeing Apartheid South Africa. , He then travelled wherever his parent's work took them and he still feels that he hasn't stopped travelling. , Afzal works and lives in Johannesburg, South Africa and shares his literary musings with his most strident critic - his 12 year old cat. 

Last updated July 14, 2015