If you are happy, said a father to his son, I am happy
And his son provoked if I go to the fire, will you come with me?
Stop it, son, you are making it worse
I try to open your eyes to see the truth
What is the truth?
Be happy, even if I am not happy
If you are going this way, said a friend to his best friend, I will follow you
And his best friend provoked, how could ye follow me if I’m not good?
If you are not good, I will smite your head with my words
How could you not understand me that I might mislead you
If you mislead me, I shall smite your heart, with my faith
Then let it be smiting, so that I may say, you are good
If you can help me to fix this matter, said a student to him, I will give you my food
And he said to the student, I will help you to fix this matter if you let me teach you
But I would give you my food every day, so, let us make this deal
I will accept your deal if you let me teach you, to make many differences
Oh, come on, you are a clever man, very clever
So are you too, oh, your head shakes, because you don’t accept that you are clever?
© Ismael Mansoor