I will always remember that cold night of november
when I realized that stereotypes are everywhere,
some even dressed up as fear,
fear that makes us blind,
without losing any eye.
That night at the train station
A young man wearing a turban,
quite frightened by the people passing through him,
as if they entered his soul and destroyed him,
by the things they were saying,
some said, terrorist,
others said, fuck you,
and I in my mind was thinking
what the hell is wrong with these people?
I know I did something wrong that night too,
I stayed as a bystander and quiet like a fool,
many thoughts came through my head
as I saw the young man leaving the train station.
Goddammit! we shouldn’t hate,
we should spread love and faith!