Why the society doesn’t speak about
The persecuted children of Hindus in Pakistan
The persecuted children of Hindus in Bangladesh
The persecuted children of Sikhs in Afganistan
The persecuted children of Christians in Islamic state
The persecuted children of Yazidis in Iraq
The persecuted children of Persians in Iran
The persecuted children of Druze in Syria
The world doesn’t revolve around Gaza
Laced with fake news and misinformation
Jihadis play the victim-card with children on the pedestal of falsification
So, wake up world
And don’t get twirled
In the propaganda of false whirlwind
I
First one feels family-hood
As Muslims or Hindus may do
Upon learning, "she's Catholic, he Hindu"
Soon, what denomination are You?
Or, are you a Druze, Shi',i, Sunni or Jew?
Then God becomes estranged
Because we want to help but use chains
II
A west African told my daughter in 1995
"My money is blessed, not your kind,"
As with bumper stickers - most unkind
But cute, smart even, but does it teach?
The love if your God? He couldn't luv all
St. Francis said, words not best to preach
Are our lives, yours & mine, within His reach
You send your drones to spy and bomb .
Your soldiers shoot us one by one .
Yet it is our land that you stand on .
You deny us supplies of life saving drugs.
you send your soldiers, well government thugs.
and secret agents with listening bugs.
You build a wall around your towns .
and occupy our ancestral grounds.
while all the time, the war drum sounds.
I find this so hard to understand
when this plainly is not your land
And no, god does not give out free land
Yet your history is strewn with strife
of millions killed so cruelly stripped of life.
please respect others way of life.
If you don't you will only reap
the tears of your children as they weep
as your nation falls into an unethical deep sleep
you need to feed the dove of peace
and make the senseless killing cease
Inspired by seekers blog poetry as a weapon , Poetry can carry a message good or bad and cause debate Its what the reader takes from it . The subject was picked because I read the below piece .
A famous Palestinian poet as just had his work translated into English https://electronicintifada.net/content/robust-world-great-druze-poet/19056
Brutal attack on worshippers
in an Israeli synagogue
The floor was covered in blood
After five men met their maker
Four rabbis and
a brave Druze
left this mortal coil
A sorrowful day for the Jewish
people and their allies
When will peace reign,
swords beaten into ploughs
as the prophet promised?
From my vantage point
in New York City
I read about the events in
the Middle East
In the frosty New York air
I feel saddened
Yet rays of lights manage to
cut though my darkness
Perhaps, just perhaps
Peace will eventually reign
in the Holy Land