There once was a Shah,
who brought religions together
to live in peace.
Upon red sandstone
he marked with liberal symbols
unified were they.
Tolerant was he:
Abu’l Fath Jalal Akbar
of my country’s land.
Sonia Chintha is an Indian American writer who lives in the Washington DC area. She blogs, writes poetry, and fiction. She is also an English teacher who believes that our experiences teach us more than any test. She is the founder and co-editor of Good Little Girls.
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