Sometimes,
*my Life has no direction
Choices was laid down for me
whatever what makes them happy...

It has meaning but has no sense of path
It flows like the river
it never stop...

my life feels stagnant
stuck with a slow progress
seems too redundant...

my life has rooted its fears, it *****
no matter how you cut, it grows back
roots rooted to the very core, I'm stuck....

I woke up this morning and my name flashed on T.V.
They said i blew up places , they said i killed masses .
Men , women & children I murdered them all.
Who am I ?
I am a muslim and i am taking this fall.
They used my name and spread the terror.
I am not them , it surely is an error.
We, muslims, are the holders of peace , we spread love.
Why am I being  represented by their false actions.
I am a person, with different notions.
World will now brand me a terrorist.
Don't judge me by their actions , I insist.
I am not them, they pilfered my name.
They inflicted libel , and my religion to defame .
I have been robbed , robbed of my name.
I am a muslim , human like you , all the same.
My name has been robbed , my identity stolen
I deprecate the terror and mourn for fallen.
There are millions like me and humanity lies in our depths.
But we are all victims of Identity Theft* ...............

impractical is the path
where wrath meets satisfaction
with hands too fast to smack
we are the captors of our actions

not adapted to the math
understanding the subtraction
with a stand that is my last
i am ****** by my exaction

with a plan so crass
like a romance with reaction
impractical is the path
where wrath meets satisfaction

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Oh oh Oh

                                      ( She ..... (?) )

::

I know

Of

Precious Beliefs

)(

The myth of

The child in love

)(

The stars have all fallen

The moon is

Down on her knees !

Oh
Oh

Oh Oh

!!!!!!!


We

Who worship the night

The unfettered soul

//

Were so very pleased

When you finally appeared

)(

But your love

Succumbed to your fear


& now you're gone !


Back to the brothel you

Were

Escaping from

••

The words that you write

The songs that you sing


The lovers you leave

;;;


Oh oh Oh

)(

Then innocence dies

And the child is gone

And the little one screams  


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