You want to speak of war. I want to speak of peace.
You say punish. I say forgive.
You speak of God's wrath. I speak of His mercy.
Your Quran is a weapon. My Quran is a gift.
You speak of the Muslim brotherhood. I speak of the brotherhood of man.
You like to warn others. I like to welcome them.
You like to speak of hell. I like to speak of heaven.
You talk of lamentation. I talk of celebration.
You worship the law. I worship the divine.
You want silence. I want music.
You want death. I want life.
You speak of power. I speak of love.
You search out evil. I warm to the good.
You dream of the sword. I sing of the rose petal.
You say the world is a desert. I say the world is a garden.
You prefer the plain. I prefer the adorned.
You want to destroy. I want to build.
You want to go back. I want to move forward.
You are busy denying. I am busy affirming.
Yet there might be one thing on which we see eye to eye.
You want justice. So do I.
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