In My Earnest Quest

In my earnest quest In my earnest quest Whom do I request? For simple assurance And assistance I am always threaded With life and mislead For acceptance Of others experience Each one is shadowing And not allowing Free practicing of religion In the place called region We can't take easy breathe Open space for us is death We are surrounded as goats Slaughtered in a manner to cut throats How to feel free from inside? With differences so wide No one raises concern Hall is let loose in turn Where shall we find holy land? And prayer's ground To bow down For a name carved in own heart