THE VULTURES AND US, THE BOY AND HIS GOD
By Emmanuel Uchendu-Onu for Invisiblites We gathered around the body of the dying boy.His ribs protruded, his stomach seemed too large,his arms and feet too little, an anomaly.Perhaps we could throw some bread to this dying boy,but why should we?Instead, we wondered; “where was his Merciful God?”Was he not also watching this dying boy?Did he…