Kah-roba
Terrorist,
you and I, dark and light
reverse of day and night
two beaches, an ocean between us
I follow your Koran like a bird in sky
book tells me: "Go and read…"
"I swear to the pen, what it writes…"
"Search and learn even if you find it in heavens."
You are deaf and blind and glued to ground
Piece of hay on stone, a swamp in your mind.
But still an advice:
Want to kill?
kill us all?
infidels as you call…?
Then blow like a wind, like the gust
take the light of candle that we all
need for life as a fish needs water…
Kill the lamp and the bulb
as it was invented, Edison's
or its base, origin
in Persian: "Kah-Roba."
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