(Poetry) A bunch of questions

For you-the bride bombs that attribute our religion-,

You know, because of your deeds, our veiled women, who try to be devout Muslims, are looked upon and considered the same as you.
Suspected, staring cynically, being treated unfairly, and underestimated. And we know you are not us.

In our religion, it is taught to do good to everyone including different beliefs.

In our religion, it is taught to be polite even though we have different views and beliefs.

In our religion, suicide is haram, let alone eliminate people's lives.

In our religion, exemplified reply to insults with a smile. Instead of eliminating innocent lives, just like you did the last two days.

Madam, in our religion, the child is the eyes of the old man who must be educated until he can bring to heaven. Not sacrificed to be the bride of death when she was young.

Madam, wear your own clothes. Do not denote our religion by using its identity. Our religion is a religion of peace, a mercy to all the worlds. Look at our Muslim women, our women.

Your heart from what, lady?