Why thought only shrinks and not swells?
Heart is a hut where love dwells!
Ethereal whisper that poison ears,
Who are they, in garden, with shears?
Why flowers are crushed? The young,
Why guns are trumpeted and death sung?
Why senses sealed, who tied the tongue?
Why humanity is squeezed and hung?
What kind of JEHAD that kills innocent?
For I know, this is not Islam; the decent,
"There is no compulsion in Islam", just read,
Where do you lost maturity? Are you kid?
Islam is not what you think Islam; It is peace
World need Salahuddin Ayyubi; not red fleece
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I would like to translate this poem