A victim of Shariah speaks through her soul! Why, why, why?

WHY, IN PEACE?
Peace – oh, peace!
Where are you peace?
I’m cut, I’m maimed,
My body’s mutilated,
For my sin against you,
Sacrilege of the faith,
I only asked – Why?
Why do I follow you?
That cost me my face,
My nose, my ears,
Is this the peace of you?
Perhaps Islam will now,
Deprive me of my lips,
My tongue, my life,
Should I not question?
Should I not ask?
For proof of peace in you?
Perhaps, just perhaps?
No! I do have my answer!
PTR December 19, 2010
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