(A Dialogue with Muslim Children of Burma and Gaza)
My Kids I am weak and afraid
I am afraid of super powers of this earthly rule
I am afraid of death and ruin by myself
I could find a courage to stop those hands
Who were carrying you to throw into fire in Burma…
To prick your flowery bodies with drill machines and swords
To throw you into fire in front of your crying mothers
Who were worst victims of those brutes…!
Where was whole Humanity and where it still is?
I could not find courage to pass a resolution
To call rulers and people of Muslim countries
To come forward for your rescue and fight for you
I let lose my hopes and to close my eyes
with heavy but impatient sleep
While there were drones and jet planes
Bombing over you in Gaza
I am your criminal…!
Punish me as heavily as possible here
As I am afraid to face
the Wrath of Almighty ALLAH….
To stay away and awake all the times
While enemies were burning and attacking you
For being only the kids of Muslims and no other logic
I am speechless......!!
I will not bear the burden of guilt and pain
All thought this earthly life
and to face you on Day of Judgement….!!
