My Heart Bleeds

I am guilty!
You are guilty!
But not only you and I
We are guilty!
Guilty of what?
I hear you query.
We are guilty of murder!
Yes, Murder!
My heart bleeds
Is yours bleeding?

On a daily basis we commit it
On an hourly basis we do it
On a minute basis we sink into it
Even every second we don't spare it.
We commit this murder
With reckless abandon.
We care not about
About its consequences.
Yet the result is written
Allover and around us!
My heart bleeds
Is yours bleeding?

We, the vicegerent of
The earth's dynamic Creator
Given the mandate
Charged with the task
Of keeping the earth sound
Are busy with murder
Every second!
My heart bleeds!
Is yours bleeding?

The earth is what it is
Because you and I
Have murdered the Qur'an
Yes! We have murdered it!
And are still murdering it!
So when we
The endtime followers
Of the last Prophet
Who bequeath unto us
This flawlessly beautiful,
Remarkably unquestionable,
Infact
Highly knowledge-filled last testament,
Have continually murdered
This life enriching
And soul changing constitution,
What hope has the world?
My heart bleeds,
Is yours bleeding?

We murder the testament
In a million and one ways.
Yes! In more ways than one.
I left it in a corner
Of my room
Dust settling on it!
You left it on a shelf
In your library.
The space very beautiful
But the testament itself,
Dusty!
We hang it in our cars
To serve as a decoration
Twisting and turning on the twine
Like a crazed club dancer!
They place it under their pillow
And their heads
On it placed every night
Protection they say
From it they have!
Are these not cases of murder?
Tell me if wrong I am!
My heart bleeds!
Is yours bleeding?

The other day You I saw
Yes, You!
Tearing out the Waqi'ah and Ya'sin
What for? Asketh I
You said you want to tie them
With thread. Isn't it?
Black and white thread you used.
To protect you
And others, my friend, You said!
If that isn't murder,
What is its name?
My heart bleeds!
Is yours bleeding?

The other night
They took it, the testament
Yes, they! The burnt part of it
The part which I know not
And added it to pap
To drink and they say
It protects us against enemy attacks!
What is that?
My heart bleeds!
Is yours bleeding?

All I have to say
Is that you and I
Should put an end to this
This murdering of the Qur'an.
It is meant to be read
Not deformed!
It is meant to be acted
Not maimed!
It is meant to be lived
Not to be murdered!
Let us stop this murder
And live
And act
And read
And preach
And share
The last testament
Which is our heritage
And image
The Noble Qur'an!
But remember,
My heart bleeds
Is yours bleeding?