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Click hereGalaxies spin beyond our sun,
Planet, moon or wisdom.
There I saw the children of Abraham,
Yellow stars in Europe's ghettos,
Boys throwing stones in Palestine,
Those who died in war before,
And those who someday will.
And those who may , Insha' Allah,
Be born west of the Jordan,
This I said to those who may:
May the minarets, domes, and temples
Crumble in Jerusalem
When men who pray salāt
Or men who feast shabbat
Make war on Abraham's children.
Powerful, intriguing poem... Well done. Ashamed to admit this was the first I heard of Sufi or Sufism.