Was it all, about faith, a prophet, and a slur
That called for, more gore, to wipe, its stain!
Who made, ‘Allahu Akbar’, a fear’s, conjecture
And baptized God, with fear, death and pain!

Ain’t the, vain virtue, of the rationalists
Spent enigma, of the, holy hate’s rage!
Whilst go, on rampage, faith’s fascists
They convict, world’s, ‘prejudiced outrage’!

Who, bestow jihad, reason’s, sane façade!
And salvage, a faith, from the stain, of its fear!
World’s cause, was lost, in their rodomontade
Whose piety’s cross, we are made, to bear!

Who deciphered fear, from, faith’s scripture
Earnt heaven, virgins, and martyrs’ fame!
To bare, to the bone, fear’s character
Break barriers, of shame, Call Terror, By Its Name!

© 2020 Vikas Chandra