Come Share the Evening Tea

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Salima Alouache Bhunnoo, London

I send you my Salam, just so you can face your fears.

On the carpet of our mosques, come with us, discuss and exchange, witness a little humanity.

Come and see the love and faith,

We are called brothers and sisters our voices blend in prayer,

In moments of grace and light.

Aren’t these millennium-old acts of worship that we repeat in unison the height of most eloquent devotion?

Cross the threshold of our homes and share the evening tea.

Shatter the very foundation of myths and together we can write history.

 


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