poem/plea to obama

Dear Mr. Obama !

Don’t belie the hopes of the ecstatic world,

When you sit on the  mighty American throne;

Try to change your country into a sacred place,

Make it shine with piety, as once it shone.

I know you inherit the legacy of a devil,

Whose hands are full of ravages and blood;

Who exulted over  the wails and shrieks,

Who ruined the peace  like a miserable flood.

Have an intent gaze at Michelle –your wife,

When, of Iraq and  Afghan folk, you think;

Tell her 'someone will  rape you in front of me',

Imagine her agony,and look at her horrific blink.

Cast an affectionate glance at Malia and Sasha,

Your lovely daughters of 11 and 7 years old;

Tell them ' I will be shot before  your eyes',

Then face the truth as a person- brave and bold.

Bring to your mind the images of countless houses,

Which your deadly bombs have reduced to rubble;

The mounting heaps of the dead whose life has gone,

Like a slight breeze breaks  a water’s tiny  bubble.

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 Dr. Mustafa Kamal Sherwani

All India Muslim Forum

Lucknow ,U.P.India

Email: sherwanimk@yahoo. com

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