The many face of human race.....

To my fellow humans of Iraq....I cannot wipe away your suffering, I cannot kiss your wounds, I cannot taste the salt of your tears....all I have are empty words!

Tennyson had written....'There's not to reason why? there's but to do and die';
I refute!do you know why?
One who dares dictate to give up our lives,
has he ever touched a bee hive?
While he enjoys the sweet nectarine of honey,
Stashing slaves with the power of money.

While the unsung hero quietly undertakes his last journey,
The pangs of those sting, the hapless took,
No one cared a second look,
The lord master aimed a name in books.

Wake up brethren! do not follow;
Blindly do not march to the gallow.
Raise your voice, say enough!
Try!at least try for your own sake, to be tough.

There is only one Allah, he is the same God,with many names;
Listen to him, do not let these Shylock play dirty games.
We are all equal in this universe,
The only people to decide our fate, will be us.
Only us!