Complaints To Mosque (The Dying Heretic Speaks - before he is burnt alive by the Righteous)


I want to know,
Where my childhood prayers went
I want to know,
Why you ignored my countless, desperate pleas
I want to know,
Why all I heard were hollow echoes reflecting off your marble floor

Oh dear, Oh dear, Oh dear!

I want to know,
Why your call never reached me in time
I want to know,
Why I was chosen for a false execution in your name
I want to know,
Why you wait for me to come riding on my deathbed.

Oh ! Please, please do tell me
I really want to know, I really ought to know

even as I die,
as everything fades into a haze of smoke
I want to know,
Why you called

if you never meant to answer?