Pure Land (English Translation)

A while ago
at the jeep station
the line of those
going home for Holy Week
was long.

Now
while I stare outside
the window
I hear the singing
of the Imam at the mosque.

Later
when I leave the house
my Mormon neighbor
in his white underpants
will greet me.

And tomorrow
I might receive another
Bible verse from a relative
reminding me to return
to the Lord.

All of them are on their way
home to heaven or paradise
while I stay here
embraced by the floor
stared at by the ceiling

Here where
there is no need to leave
nor return.