Poem: If I Were a Middle-Aged Angel

Sunlight shining through trees onto a forest path.

By Wael Abdelgawad | Wael Abdelgawad.com

If I were a middle-aged angel
wearing holy hi-tops and shining with light
placing every foot right
my hands never shaking
never having to recline the seat in the car
and close my eyes, just sit there
breathing, my heart quaking,
trying to figure out what to do next,
how to fix the wreck that is my life –
then I wouldn’t need the light
of the Most High. I wouldn’t need
to fall to my knees and pray,
always for someone else first –
my father, daughter, Syria –
then for myself, for true love twice,
for the illusion of security –
knowing it’s an illusion I still crave it –
and for the smallest slice
of Paradise.

– April 27, 2017
Fresno, California

2017 Writing Projects

Zaid Karim, Private Investigator I have several exciting projects on the table at the moment: 1. The Repeaters This supernatural thriller / urban fantasy novel – the first in a trilogy – has been completed and edited. All it needs is a cover design and formatting, and I will make it available as an e-book on Amazon Insha’Allah (God […] Continue reading →

Poem: Build a Dream

Footprints in the desert Build a Dream I have trudged through sands.I have come with empty handsto build a dream. I’ve given my all to youand worn ragged shoes.I’ve grown lean. I’m walking this pathout of the dark pastcarrying child and faith. I’m late on the scenebut I am not done tryingto build a dream. Wael AbdelgawadJanuary 26, 2014Fresno, […] Continue reading →