Give Me A Kiss Poem by khaled Elbalishy

Stop, the seller of religion,
To call the worst vision.
Stop noisy, Stop peeping,
Woman are weeping,
People are not die of hunger,
Please, Don't rise your finger.
We are one soul
We are all in all.
I utter the word save,
To be gentle and behave.
come my mother, Give me food and drink,
Feed me to grow up and think.
Give me kiss,
Give me love without press,
I need to be in your arms
Bestow me a shade like palms