An Open Letter To the Jihadi Bride - Part 1 of 2
I know you won’t think so
But I do understand
Why you left to travel
To an unknown foreign land
Leaving everything you and I
Grew up with
Although I am not from your community,
Not Muslim
We both grew up in the same scenes
Went to the same schools with the same doors
Which were never really open for us,
Just ajar
It was designed that way
So that we would both have to stay
Irrespective of our clan
And invest in a system
That was not designed to pay
Money is colour-blind, so they say
I know the world seems weak
And you want to feel safe
By a show strength, and leadership
That it seems the only solution to this world of ours
Which has no sense of right and wrong anymore
That you want someone to take your hand to guide
To give you a worthwhile purpose in life
Guess what - me too!
And I know what you will say
This is something
In our country
Which seems determined not to change
Cannot be offered to me or to you
I know
But I fear their ‘truth’ is not so
That their image will not provide all you crave
If you only travel far, far away
To become a Jihadi Bride
Be the wife of someone with murder rate and a
Kalashnikov by his side
For belief and love is too often high jacked
By those
Who crave power, position and wealth
This policy, too often used,
Is good for no one’s health
As is ‘my enemies' enemy is now my friend’
And they will not stop
Until they have it all
Whatever they sell to you, to them
Good, your religion and morality is irrelevant
Please continue to part 2 of 2 thank you
Copyright © Anna Archichek | Year Posted 2015
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