Production of Your Generous Hate

(as Martin Luther King Jr. said: Hate can not take out hate... darkness can not take out darkness, only light can do that)

 

You hated my nation, so your country I didn’t like

You said my homeland was not sacred, so your barren territory I didn’t like

You stoned us, calling us infidels, so your idols I didn’t like

You remained ignorant of my mountains, so your desert dunes I didn’t like

You laughed at my country’s passport, so your elitist nationality I don’t like

You paid me low wages based on my race, so your employment apartheid I don’t like

You never appreciated the fruit of my Indus soil, so your sand land I don’t like

You lied that I’m Hindu, so your subjective religion I don’t like

You force the women to hide so kids get molested, your deviant sexuality I don’t like

You made me beg to not void my visa, your exclusive citizenship I don’t like

You say you own the two holy cities, your puppet kingdom I don’t like

You pretend to the world as if you’re holy, your unholy beliefs I don’t like

You fund gullible extremists around the world, your fanatic dogma I don’t like

You claim your tribe is divine, your thuggish theocracy I don’t like

You act like my people are your slaves, your archaic fiefdom I don’t like

You prostate at the feet of white skins, your shattered moral compass I don’t like

You wish to imprison my heart and soul, your twisted shariatic laws I don’t like

You use religion to hold me hostage, your gangster mentality I don’t like

You want followers to kill for your fatwas, your mass manipulation I don’t like

You claim only your sect is legit, your fundamentalist patriarchy I don’t like

You tell me to shut my mouth and thoughts, your form of enlightenment I don’t like

You use fear of retribution to terrorize our souls, your godly wrath I don’t like

You kill any rival at will, your justice of mass executions I don’t like

You lack the power to hear scrutiny, your inferiority complex I don’t like

You drench yourself in gold from head to toe, your self-aggrandizement agenda I don’t like

You think we are pee-ons and subhuman, your self-proclaimed royalty I don’t like

You demand my blind faith in you, your cult of mind control I don’t like

You can’t tolerate any voice of dissent, your pigheaded arrogance I don’t like

You built a clock high-rise to overshadow the Kaaba, your tower-envy I don’t like

You sear every mosque and sajda with your footprint, your spiritual mutilation I don’t like

You obey as a willful american slave, your sense of freedom I don’t like

You waste billions on yachts and palaces, your black gold oil companies I don’t like

You segregate men and women into silos, your one-eyed godheads I don’t like

You were installed as fake kings by the Brits, your sham monarchy I don’t like

You stockpile weapons to bomb fellow Muslims, your anti-Ummah psychology I don’t like

You wage war on the poor of Yemen, your misguided jihadi’s I don’t like

You preach that all Saudi’s are holy, your White Supremacy agenda I don’t like

You flex your power upon the weak, your perpetuating the American empire I don’t like

You worship the dollar as your number one god, your corrupted faith I don’t like

You will never be my leader, your feudal oil cartels I don’t like

You feel superior to hate me, I don’t copy what I don’t like

 

(by Fazeel Chauhan, a poet or Pakistani origin who lived in Saudi in the 1970's and now resides in Los Angeles. 3-20-21. Disclaimer by poet: The points illustrated poetically are not meant to stereotype a group of people, but instead this is using a critical (CRT) lens to examine the policies made by those in power. In summary, when I was the target of injustices, I did not like it, and decided to not copy those harmful behaviors and instead learned to empathize with exploited peoples)