What do you want, God? What do you need? Submission, obedience and blind faith; is that all you require of me? I am sorry, my Lord; this dogma I refuse to accept, From the Master of the universe, more compassion do I expect, You are the Vicegerent, the Supreme and the Omnipotent, Am I alive to live in fear? Is that how I am supposed to view your strength? My heart does not believe it! It does not concur, It trusts a God of mercy and benignity, not tyranny and terror, They kill in Your name; they torment and subjugate, Will bigotry prevail over forbearance? Is that our fate? They shed blood of the “unbelievers”, innocent though they may be, They set it as a precedent, a warning for the world to see, They call me a heathen, an infidel for the way I dress, Under the guise of seeking Your favour, members of Your creation do they oppress, Why are You silent, God? Don’t You See? I have been told that anything can happen when You just say, “be”! I am impatient, Lord. I cannot wait. When will You set us free? When will You liberate? Call me a heretic; yes, you may! I am prepared to contest this wilful ignorance; I am ready for the fray!