One fine morning,
Michael wakes up from his sleep
And gazes through the window to see
Birds flying by;
The very same day,
Mohammed wakes up from his sleep
And gazes through the window to see
Bombs falling from the sky.
Michael gets ready to go to school
Just as he does everyday;
Mohammed gets ready to fight a new battle
Just to survive another day.
Michael likes to plays Modern Warfare
On his favourite Xbox 360;
Mohammed also plays the very same game
Albeit, in reality.
Michael knows, if his character dies,
He will just press ‘restart’ and reborn;
Though, Mohammed does not have the same option
Yet, he still bravely carries on....Carries on fighting for his freedom,
Fighting to be freed from oppression.
Michael likes to play football
So does Mohammed too.
Today, while playing football
Michael’s team won....won against the opposition;
But, while playing football today
Mohammed lost.......lost the life of his own.
Just as the sun sets in the horizon,
Michael comes back home and knocks on the door;
But, Mohammed won’t be coming back home
As he is gone knocking on the heaven’s door.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful but sad poem that reflects the injustice in the world today. Perhaps we can change peoples hearts through poetry.