Gail Foster Poet Rhyme

Not In My Name

I wonder how she feels today
The Muslim girl I spoke to on the bus
The girl who had so many things to say
About how she feels free and safe with us
I wonder if today she feels the same
Dear child of the warm Damascan breeze
Cry God and Allah we are all the same 
Not in my name, not in my name, please

© Gail Foster 23rd March 2017

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Jannie Breedt April 1, 2017 at 11:17 AM Whoa the way we judge each others views are so expertly brought into conflict here. So cleverly crafted. Its only a bus ride. Gail Foster May 10, 2017 at 2:37 PM Some bus rides are more meaningful than others...