I still know the taste of your tears
when you cry.
Because its not different from mine.
No matter which culture
you belong to,
I still feel the joy in your smile
when you are happy.
Because it not different from mine.
No matter what language
I still hear the silence
between your words
because its not different from mine.
No matter where you see
either in the Church or in the temple
or in the mosque,
we still share the same color of blood
And its Red !!
شعرى براي تو