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Prophet  first Revelation

Prophet  first Revelation

Near Mecca

Archangel Gabriel came down (Namus)

The would be prophet looking

The would be prophet sees

A cloth with writing

I cannot read!”

The angel squeezed him

Read” he commanded

The prophet recited the verse

he knew it perfectly,

word for word

no matter which way he turned,

the angel was there...

“Oh prophet ! Truly you will be a messenger of God.

And I am his angel, Gabriel.”

Years and Years later

In France

Bombs and guns go off

People die

Gabriel looks down

Shaking his head and wings

"I didn’t sanction this."

And the Prophet wept

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Twisted Angel

1200 years !!! Wos written by scribes who knew Mohammed personally very shortly after his death , Jibril or Gabriel visited Mohammed over around  25ish years, 600AD or CE

Islam and Christianity share many core beliefs

I wonder if a Palastinian poets writes of bombs going off in Gazza all made in the ' good 'ole USA'

"Dont try remove the splinter from my eye, when theres a plank in your own"

Anyways poem...love anything that stirs things up :)

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Bradford

Hey mark .love the history writes ,huge fan of it. A great  write. Rock 

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