Tolerance. Poem by Aftab Alam

Tolerance is the mother of peace,
I know; tolerance is baby patience,
We all inculcate and acquire the habit,
Of tolerance to bring within; the peace,

Why there is conflict of faith?
You worship, that ye to worship,
I worship, that I feel to worship,
If faith differs, yet ways are not blocked,
We can speak, throats are not choked,
There is no compromise in religion,
‘Cause it depends upon individual's vision,
Here is the tolerance—
I worship not that which ye worship,
Nor worship ye that which I worship,
Unto you your religion,
And unto me my religion,

Tolerance is the bricks of humanity,
If adhered to, gives angelic chastity,
Finally—peace, peace in heart and mind,
Tolerance is a process to be refined..