Inside me are no weapons
Inside me are no agendas
Inside me are the peaceful poems
Inside me is but a sensitive heart
Provide my people the air of peace
Provide them their right
Provide them their songs back
They will certainly revere you, my lord
You promise us to secure us
Do stand by thy words
Don't derail your constitution
Do return to them their lands
Don't please fire them with bullets
They are me
And I am them
We are to you
And you rate us
We are humans
And humans.. You know well
Let's now dialogue for the do's and don'ts
You will not cross your limits, right?
My humble utterances will not unmask you
Let's agree to what's Islamically agreeable
My alphabets then won't wound you, my Guardian!
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