Where Is Peace? Poem by Aftab Alam

I had never imagined, even in my dream,
That people will enjoy on fearful scream
Ah! Primitive killing those surrendered or
Captured and worst to that alive burning,
When I watch the video of IS IS; I spit on
My face: Are we really human being?
Are they among the adherence of Islam?
Their steps are not found in holy Quran,
Yes, this is the fact, they look like,
The follower of Islam but they are not,
Within them, hid formidable animals
They don't love peace -A terror group,
A group that brings horror in mind,

Whenever and wherever innocents are bleeding
I pray to the Master within my heart with heavy,
Hands and mind and thought; Give the little heed,
Or let me die because seeing them bleeding; I bleed