The Inevitable

On this day looking backwards into time I remember with clearity the premonition that I would not finish out this day let alone
D.R.O.S. April of 1969.

The distinctive crack of the AK-47 piercing and cutting through air as young bold black battle hardened brothers and others bolted gallantly back firing with their M-16's manufactured by Colt.

As my life flashed before my eyes that day I recall it as the first time that I had ever sincerely prayed. It's been fifty-two years since Allah did delay the inevitable but one day soon I'll die.

Rememberance of entering my 19th year of life.

Habib Abu Lateef
2020



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The Inevitable