I preach peace
I went into early prayers
I had something to offer
Not physically
But in words really
I sincerely bowed
And allowed
Eyes to drop tears
With pain to bear
Something was troubling
Like hot water bubbling
Almost with noise and boiling
The world was in same boat and sailing
I thought of Palestine
And felt not at all divine
"Why are you not responding"?
"People are simply dying"
I raised head to find response
The face looked stiff and tense
I felt as if God was replying
"No my dear boy, stop crying "
It is not your fate alone
So do not curse as humanity is on wane
Whether you kill one or thousand
Where is the place for humanity to be found?
I preach peace and provide prosperity
You people just pray almighty
The land is holy for all of you to live
Not to divide on different lines and believe
Hasmukh Mehta welcome Attia Saeed, allen brown 5 mins · Unlike · 1
I preach peace I went into early prayers I had something to offer Not physically But in words really
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
hes got the whole world in his hands Amy Seiders1 hour ago good job