Life goes on
Nothing happened.
I was hoping that GOD would,…
But my father, Father Muhammad, is merely a man, just like other men, and not Jesus.
Just like me. What should I do? Khadija is dead. She fell off,… I like to think she fell. She’s buried with Father.
I should sort out Father’s pages. I’m sure it’s what he would have wanted. And stop the goat eating them! Oh, no!
The wind blows, papers ruffle, a writer writes
Koran Contradiction 