Kill Them With Love

Hari Jumat minggu kemarin saya diajak kawan saya dari Pakistan untuk menghadiri acara pengumpulan dana untuk bantuan korban banjir di Pakistan. Salah satu pengisi acaranya adalah Boonaa Mohammed, seorang artis muslim penulis puisi dari Kanada.. sejak malam itu saya jadi ngefans berat sama beliau. Berikut salah satu puisi beliau

Boonaa Mohammed – Fundamentally Alive

Show me a stranger and I’ll show you a friend that you haven’t met yet.
To say the obstacle in the way of anything
Is usually one of the prices of success and
People are more than numbers, to crack a smile is really no stress

Divide my time like economics
I love to say “Hi” and “Bye” less
Multiply first impressions by everything, you might’ve guessed
Prejudice takes time but my time is business and
This just makes big dollars and sense
Why would you hate when love just cost less

In fact, the muscles it takes to make a frown
Make more work than to just turn it upside down
But you hate it when I’m polite, can’t stand when I’m sincere
Calling me all these names wondering why I’m still just standing here
Mainly because your ignorance leaves me to believe
That you really need just a hug

And I’ve been public enemy number one
Ever since I learned to kill them with love
I’m a psychotic serial lover
Seriously only considering complimenting our mothers
Because whether you like it or not
I am your brother

A teddy bear terrorist chilling with my well-mannered crew
Yeah, you a racist but I’mma still hold the door open for you
’cause seriously dude, ain’t no need for the attitude
and I ain’t mad at you, I have bad days too
Here’e my cel-ly, let’s talk, I’m a great listener too
Family driving you crazy? Man, I know how they do
Let me know, I love kids. I could be your babysitter too!

Yeaaah boy! ’cause i’m nice like that
I’ll even watch your car if you promise that you’ll be right back
So relax and be cool, ain’t no point in lying to you
I am a servant and my master sees all that I do
So tell me what you need dude?
A dollar? Here, take two.
Achoo’! May Allah bless you, guide you, and make things easy for you

This respect thing is just what I do
And it’s past tolerating
It’s on the path of understanding and appreciating you
So tell me what you gonna do when the love come for you?
Insult my heritage? We both from Adam and Eve, fool!
Aww snap! how you like that? You gave me extra change and I gave it right back

I let people pass when they wanna switch lanes
’cause if it was me, I’d hope they do the same
You butchered my name, but it’s a-okay
It happens all the time, I won’t correct you anyways
And it may sound strange, but I’mma be that change
And prove every day, to prove that rudeness is lame

I believe in modesty and tryin’ to lower my gaze
And if everything is from above, then everything is the same
I ain’t impressed by money, cars, clothes, or fame
I am a Muslim, so the trinkets of this world don’t mean a thing

I was taught that peace is not the absence of war
But peace is a feeling that can only come from remembering your Lord
So for the sake of peace, there is no point in hating me anymore
It’s a big place, we can all live together in this world

I invite you all to join me in this jihad of love
And see first hand why fundamentalism still begins with fun
And if you don’t agree, I won’t even judge
I’ll just kill you all, with love.


~ by Anto'Nio' on February 10, 2011.

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