If anyone asks you,
How the prefect satisfaction,
Of all our minorities’ wanting
Will look? Lift you gun.
When someone mentions the gracefulness,
Of education, Show him Malala.
Climb upon the ruins of a school,
And dance and say,
If anyone wants to know what ‘spirit’ is?
Or what “God’s fragrance” means.
Show him desecrated graves of Ahamdis,
And babies blood,
When some quotes the August eleven speech,
‘Muslims will cease to be Muslims’.
Slowly tighten the noose, and say,
“You are a traitor”.
Shoot him and say,
If any one wonders how Jesus raised the dead,
Don’t try to explain the miracle.
Behead him, raise his head
‘Like this, like this’.
When someone asks, what it means,
To “die for peace” Point to a soldier,
And Bilour’s tomb and say
If someone asks how tall I am, frown
And hold Kalashnikov bullet with your fingers.
The soul sometimes leaves the body, then returns.