Lets do this together

Let Justice Be Our Faith

For those who seek the color of faith  

In the lifeless bodies of children,  

Torn by the horrors of brutal rape...  

Look at the face of your little girl,  

See her smile—  

Let it linger,  

Let it sink deep into your soul.  

Do you find any color there,  

Of the *faith* you hold so dear?  

Their faith is your love,  

Their belief is in you.  

They trust with innocent hearts,  

And weep when the world betrays them.  

A child is born to a man,  

But belongs to the world.  

They are the treasures  

Every nation should cherish.  

Do not justify one death with another—  

Let the cries ring out,  

Let them unite us in sorrow.  

Repent, for we have failed them all.  

Do not turn away,  

Do not discriminate  

Against any child.  

It is our sacred duty to bring them justice,  

Justice of the purest kind.  

For the act was the same,  

The crime was the same,  

The agony was the same,  

The misery was the same.  

Let no politics stand in the way,  

Let no color of faith divide us.  

Let the trial be just,  

To heal the wound of a crime so unjust! 

I am silent…

Not because I am a Hindu and you were a Muslim.
Not because I am afraid I’ll be labelled a terrorist if I speak for you.
Not because you are not related to me by blood,
Or because I don't feel your loss deep in my heart.

I am silent…
Because my words have lost their power,
And my tears, their meaning…
In a country where dark corners only know how to violate a woman's body,
A country that has surrendered its senses to religion—
Unable to see the tenderness of a child,
Where the shrine of a temple became the abattoir of an innocent life.

A country that mourns every rape death,
Yet closes its conscience to humanity.
A country that sold its soul to drama,
And forgot all its virtues,
Where religious vandalism is a holy act.

I am silent
Because I live in a country of morons,
Who justify criminal acts with religious texts
That have long lost their glory.

I am silent
Because my country is deaf,
And my screams of agony and pain
Are seen as nothing more than a funny act of feminism.

Yes, we are different.
You lost your life—
And I lost my soul to it.

But yes… I too am an abettor!!