A Place

I’m from a place where beauty is not seen,
…souls are mean,
…blood shed between --people with the same Deen,

I’m from a place where we have lost and yet nothing gained,
…a place where the reasons are still unexplained, but left us drained,

I’m from a place where I agonize from the after-image,
So much misunderstandings yet share one language,

What is this curse we can’t find, that made us blind,
That made us fall behind, from the rest of the mankind,

If we believe in “Islam” the religion of peace,
Why is it that we can’t find ease?
No matter how much I beg ‘oh Allah, please’
We find warlord expertise that are hard to please,

No matter how much our people bleed,
There are those who fight for greed.


What we need --is each other,
We need to succeed --together.