the crescent moon shines
I talk with a friend of mine
he is Muslim I am Christian
another friend joins in
our conversation
he is Jewish this friend
we all hate the division
caused by fanatical men
each believes the others wrong
we respect the right to choose
we respect the free will God gave us
often we argue about the differences
each of us is passionate
but never are we violent
the night is late time to go our own way
Go in peace both friends say
I go home and pray and thank God
He made my friends that way
that's all I have to say
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
freedom to believe is a good idea and when it is in the poem a commitment in correct sense to the society.good