Where Have You Brought Me

Where Have You Brought Me
 
 

Your heart was a mirage of the holy grail where you brought me
Now six years of marriage is a shady jail where you brought me

To be free to say what I feel against propaganda
Is a 9.9 on the Richter scale where you brought me

I even became a minister just to get your attention Daddy
But in your eyes I always fail where you brought me

Twenty years of citizenship soaked in the melting pot
And still not accepted as an all American male where you brought me

The light's intensity stops me from being just a jerk on the bus
Too many awards have made me stale where you brought me

Non-Muslim women tie a shirt 'round their waist now cover their buns
The nuns are threatened by my sister's veil where you brought me

World Trade Organizations like Enron plunder common folk
CNN's truth is, Fazeel, on auction sale where you brought me 

by Fazeel Azeez Chauhan, 1998

A Father Would Give an Arm or a Leg

 

A Father Would Give an Arm or a Leg

As in America, the severest punishment is doled out
to those who can’t afford a good lawyer
Dictators stick their noses further up in the air
Around the maligned world, every year
Sentencing a couple dozen poor people
To get their hands chopped off as punishment
For petty theft, but not for corporate crimes
Not for looting millions of home owners
Through faulty loans or inflated gas prices.
Fux news recently reported that some family values preaching
War mongering humanitarian conservative religious
Lawmakers in western countries have now passed laws
To provide political asylum
To the foreigners who had gotten their hands cut.
So to get out of poverty
Millions of poor people have become petty thieves
Turned themselves in, and asked to get a hand chopped off
So they can some day migrate to the West
And make more than two dollars a day
To feed their families back home





by Fazeel Azeez Chauhan,
11-17-14

Who the hell are you

(Colored Man,) Who The Hell Are You!

Who the hell are you

We'll break your head in two

Freeze don't move

I'm watching you

Watch what you say

We'll make you pay

Who you think you are

You belong behind bars

Who the hell are you

We'll break your face in two

Beat you up straight

Turn your love to hate

Cut you into solitary

You're wrong you're crazy

You better conform

Don't question our bombs

Who the hell are you

We'll break your soul in two

You're not one of us

Don't you mess with us

Your kind we don't trust

Shut up all this fuss

Who the hell are you

We'll break your heart in two

Change your name, your hair, your face

Change your mind, your words, your faith

Don't you dare to care

That nonsense don't work here

Trade your friends for fear

Nobody feels you, nobody hears

Fazeel Azeez Chauhan

1997