stones were thrown

when life gets heavy 

just laugh, for half 

the world, will be 

there with you 

suffering in silence

but grinning out loud

so try, just try

to make them proud

those around you 

those willing you on

make them realise 

that despite being far gone

you will return 

fighting, in time

and by time

endure with patience

endure with dignity
see,
at circle this afternoon

I heard that stones 

were thrown

at my beloved prophet

by children

and he was bleeding

head to toe-

rejected

desperate
dejected

he walked out of the city

his was a bad day

incomparable to ours

for the beloved, those hours

passed

and so will all other earthly hours

time be transient

so are we

so we bleed

prophet 

I love you 

more than anyone 

and anything 

in this world-

in this world

find me again.