My wife is a terrorist,
My son is also a terrorist,
My daughter-in-law is another,
And my grand-daughter
Is yet another terrorist.
I am living in terrorism,
I am living in global terror
My duty here is to
Talk to a terrorist,
To understand his thought,
His feeling and to help him
To go ahead of his plan.
I must recognize him as
My near and dear, I must love.
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