Your God is mourning, and so is mine
Slow death of humanity is the trademark of our time.
You practice aggression in the name of religion
I preach hatred with same precision.
Your faith is soiled by parochial views;
My belief is smudged with different hues.
My brother, your arrogance and my ignorance make us diffident.
My friend, your skull cap and my last name don’t make us any different.