Then Rule The World Poem by Muhammad Shanazar

O! White-men armoured from top to toe,
You are uniformed like perturbed ghosts,
With helmets, visors and gasmasks,
Loaded with launchers, guns and grenades,
And other items of explosives.

You are bent upon to eliminate us all,
You believe you are purging the scheme,
So you came from the other pole of the world.
Why do you desire our skins be like yours?
Why do wish our features should resemble yours?
You are bent upon to raze
Beards and moustaches from our faces:
Ornaments of the countenance.
You wish to see us all in dressless from,
Breaking all limits that discriminate
Among Man, mammals, reptiles and fierce animals.
You think our thoughts should harmonize yours,
You have brought civilizations on the tracks
Of conflicts, and on the verge of holocaust.

Here the Sun shines, there clouds swathe the pole,
Here warm winds blow, there cold gusts haul snow,
God dwells here, God dwells there,
You are bent upon to extinguish His colours,
Let us live in our own world, poke not noses everywhere,
Meddle not matters of the universal law,
If your are earnest, employ the weapons f love,
Instead of the devices of explosives, guns and grenades,
Feed the hungry, bandage injuries the wounded
First conquer the hearts, then rule the world.