Where stands, the tomb, of Three Crusades
O’er blood, of faith, three brothers share
Plays out, fanatic escapades
In ‘Abode of Peace’, three Prophets’ fear!

The cradle of, three convictions
Is estranged, to their destinies
Lost in a war, of redemptions
A mother’s heart, her soul’s litanies!

An Azaan, blew from, Mecca’s sand
A missive, to the Wailing Wall
“Barechu, those who understand
Know, there is one God, for us all”!

How faith, could seed, a timeless pain!
In the ethos, of the, human psalm
Let peace, in ‘Land of Peace’, remain
“JeruSALEM…JeruSHALOM… JeruSALAAM …!”

© 2018 Vikas Chandra