Friday at the grand mosque

That afternoon was very hot flushed the earth

I have been spinning around the city’s largest mosque

all the people had gathered to meet the creator of the soul

as the prayer in the wilderness untouched sand,
This afternoon was so hot to touch

I get anywhere near one side among the many side

grand mosque in the renovation of its building

I spread the prayer rug in the sun
then find a place to shelter themselves avoid the heat of this

I see a row of wood lined up right between the rock solid buildings that have long inhabited the land of mosques

I sit on long wooden place of the three brothers do not recognize any one religion, solemn sermons
and other shade behind its construction coolies asleep accomplish.