I have no problem with the men who wear clothes like these.
They are men.
They were birthed by mothers they love.
Mothers need hospitals and paved roads to get there.
When everyone is killed
Soldiers will fail mothers.
Killers will fail each other.
Hate will see itself clearly in the mirror.
And propagators of violence
May see the control they sought was fear itself.
They may understand that الله has nothing to do with control of man.
But what can man understand?
I’m a man too and I understand very little.
I too would wear clothes like these
And protect my mother and family.
Guns pointed at my family,
I too would kill so my family might not be harmed.
My cheeks, both of them, would face dead-ahead and not turn away.
Clothes don’t make no difference at all
We are workers and fighters all
Which side are you on?