Rise Poem by Rakhi Jayashankar

He is bleeding to death
Don't turn your back to the life race
He might shoo in at your mercy
Give him succour

Neither aid and abet the Satans
Nor succumb to their covert malevolence
Almighty don't want blood
His prodigal children misworship him

Don't incite their folly
Don't be the straw that broke the camel's back
Wakeup from slumber
Repress their haughtiness

Let your followers live free
Let them not prove themselves and say
I'm a muslim
I'm not a feculent terrorist