She came one morn in a pool of red, rising in the east
And she left that day in a pool of red, west-bound, daylight’s priest
So I looked upon her cooler side that lay on sheets of black
Waiting for her graceful form to usher daylight back.

Continue to write
And express yourself
Give the readers a chance to think
And also to educate themselves
Help them open their minds
Everyone needs clarity
Remove from those clouds
That are filled with obscurity

I tell you, I believe in Allah, my religion, my business, you disagree.
Suddenly you hate me, I see it, I feel it, I can guarantee: It‘s all just because you hate it, that I am free.
That‘s why you want me dead, you want my tears, you want to scare me, fed up in tears.
You are the one calling me terrorist and danger. You treat me like I‘m not human, I‘m stranger. Though I‘m one of 1.8 billion people, I am allowed to live, allowed to speak; I am legal.
Just because few are bad, don‘t blame us all.
What we believe in has more peace than you, we pray, appreciate, and love, you should too.
It doesn‘t mater what religion you have, what you believe in, that‘s your own war. 
Buddhist, Hindus and so on, please don‘t be ashamed, please don‘t be gone. Catholic, protestant, jew and us muslims, we are humans too.

We talk through
smiles
When we pass in the hallway
we smile
when we stand in the stairway
so close to one another
we still smile
and we don't utter a single
word
we let the curves of our faces
speak
for us
and we understand
one another
more
intimately