Earth is for Everyone

It's God's will and reason to create millions and millions of people all scattered around Earth to speak different languages, to follow different doctrines and religions. It's God's will to give them birth to live and be reasons for others to live. It's a built-up process and and an endless chain of life. No matter what religion people follow no matter what reason they live for but they all have the right to live. If we all understand that others have the right to live as much as we do we, would never undermine their beliefs as long as they call for peace.

Stop violence..stop killing. Live and let others live in Peace.

I send my words to those who just want to dominate Earth. To those who find no means of communication but bullets and blood shed.

Read my poem below. Read and start with yourself keep your weapons aside and work to make Earth a place for everyone before, sooner or later, we shall all find no place to live.

Ashraf Saleheen

I DIED FOR THEE PALESTINE

Once I fell into deep love
that rests in the heart of a soaring DOVE
Peacefully we stood together,
on a branch of an olive tree
When He came in with a trigger,
wanting to take HER from me.
With one bullet, HE shot me in the heart
With another, He set us both apart.
I CRIED
Shoot HER not,
let her fly
For my heart that you've shot,
is now gonna die
Kill HER not,
SHE will always be mine.
All the love SHE's got,
shall never be thine
I DIED
Farewell now,
my dear dear DOVE
Go and fly,
high & high above.
I loved THEE more than ever
It's time to part,
but we shall not sever
Forget not to tell my child
"Lean not, bow not,
be tough & wild,
Raise up your head,
& with full pride stand,
Your FATHER's once dead,
for that sake of our LAND".
I'm not crying..
I'm not sad.
Neither I'm sighing..
nor I'm mad.
Oh my eyes, let my tears stone into you,
For thou shall never cry again
Oh my heart, let my sighs bone into you
For thou shall never die again
I pledge THEE now,
my dear, dear DOVE,
That tomorrow, yes tomorrow,
THOU will never sove.
Tomorrow my son will STRONG
With PEACE in a hand, SWORD in the other.
TOMORROW my SON will come along.
To green what is sand, to die for his MOTHER.
Neither I could see HIM, nor can HE me.
Now he goes to swim, with his MOTHER by the sea
Yet I can hear HIS voice, and HE can mine
"I had no other choice..
I died for THEE, Palestine"