I want to talk about a war that uses my name
I want to talk about the narrator that scratches people’s point of view to describe my people.
I want to talk about how  my religion isexactly not as bad as you think

I want to talk about the people who throw out darkness,wickedness ,and curses
to my people because of what we believe
The people who yell at me and say that I am the leader of the greed that takes down human rights.
The people who judge and accuse us and say all of us will bloom with death..

I want to talk about whoever uses my name to control the iron bird that flew, crashing the world trade center building ,a big trauma for them,a big  fright for us and a big win for those who steal my name to destroy the peace of the world.

I want to talk about the sharp eyes that wait to eat me as their lunch, because of  the scarf that is fused with my hairs, the long sleeves that wrap my beautiful  body, and the five times I pray..

I want to talk about September, my favorite month,
that  is filled  with happiness
until that day,
September  11th,
6 days after my third  birthday party,

I want to talk about that day, when people blamed my name
Screaming tsilent frustrated words

I want to talk about misconception