I have been offered
and made my choice
and I have chosen
the kingdom of God—
People fantasize more
about what they can’t see
Lock the door
say your prayers
and the goblin would stay away
Roar of the great wakening juggernauts
rushing awesomely down this long
but narrow pathway
We got a poet in our midst
The strange fellow would appear
and recite a new poem—
each set of verses
lovelier than the last—
Where there is no belief
there is no blasphemy
I am your equal
and also your opposite—
the growth of tree into village
and village into tree—
I have been offered
and made my choice—
I recognize no jurisdiction
except that of my “Muse”
• Author’s Note: All words, phrases, and sentences used in this poem come from The Satanic Verses by Salman Rushdie. Italics, line breaks, and stanza combinations are the poet’s.