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Jan 2016
One world

Once upon a time
I used to feel safe
It was safe to play outside
To have fun
To be a child
Be free
Play until the street lamps came on
Or until mum called from the
Unlocked doors
But everywhere i look
I know
Our children now
Are not safe
They are being watched
They are feared
Shunned out
And hated
Simply for being
Muslim
For believing in a religion
That is different from
Their own
For being the wrong colour
For grandparents
Or parents coming
From the wrong country
Even schools
Watching to see
Which one they fear to be
A 4 year old terrorist in making
But i want to tell them this
We also bleed
Red - the colour of your blood
Red - the colour of mine
This world is for you
That world is for us
Remember theres only one world
And it is for all of us
Living in a world where now everything and everyone needs an explanation. Its sad :(
Shazia ullah
Written by
Shazia ullah  Bradford
(Bradford)   
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