Thy love is thine understanding how much is in thy heart,
But the love itself is the understanding of the one,
How can thee walketh in the love’s shoes
If ye say you love thy family, but not some of your friends,
How can thine relatives love thine cow while you slaughter them?
Ye say to me, thou art hunger, but is it love to slaughter for thy hunger?
Thou could sayth to me, you are hypocritical, for I too have put their blood inside my body,
Saying to all of my organs, cells, and all the things within, have you satisfied?
©️ Ismael Mansoor