Sadiqullah Khan - Iconoclasm

Iconoclastic dissipations
Breaking begins
A new beginning

Worship is to things
Earth
And stones
Some statuesque

To fetch
The water in pitcher
The pretty lady's centuries old
Disdain
Neither the pot
Nor the water
From such distance

Fusions of testaments
The vigils on rosaries
Inspirations
From the ragged poverty
Of humanity

The man
Who carries the messages
From the red boxes
Door to door
Creates the sage

The monk's pouch
And the hand band
With four stars is a loss
Human is akin to bow to ancestry
Made up with fantasy

Every day to commence
With out the bandwagon
Of the heavy weight of the past
Be possible

Let the newness be the beacon light
For explanations
Of what might be
And is

Let the Now be the master
Of the Past
Let the child be the teacher
To the astute

Islamabad
2/4/2010

Sadiqullah Khan

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