Do not the mothers and the fathers
of Islam love their daughters, love
their sons, love the children as ye love?
We're all storytellers
reshaping our pasts in the hope that someone,
somewhere,
will understand.
And we're all tragic heroes trapped by our flaws.
We're also the villains who haunt our dreams,
but fascinate us too.
And we're all literary critics interpreting the stories we hear,
wondering how they will end,
and what they might mean.
......
We're all storytellers
reshaping our pasts in the hope that someone,
somewhere,
will understand.
And we're all tragic heroes trapped by our flaws.
We're also the villains who haunt our dreams,
but fascinate us too.
And we're all literary critics interpreting the stories we hear,
wondering how they will end,
and what they might mean.
......
Do not the mothers and the fathers
of Islam love their daughters, love
their sons, love the children as ye love?