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Friday, 10 April 2015
Thursday, 26 March 2015
Poem on Imams Conference March 2015 Chicago
AMJA2015
Another turn of greatness
Living to serve the Deen
Imams getting a chance to diffuse
Looking at texts and contexts
Stepping on toes and some confused
But when there is mistake
Rahma descends with grace
We will soon return to our hoods
I will to the North and the bars of brokeness
The delicateness of His demeanour
The eruditness of his wisdom
The call to be inclusisve
The recognition of honoray scholars
Presence in the heirs of the Prophet alihisalam
Validates us not Fox news
Dr Sawy is the raison d'etre of our presence
My travels' trials are lightened
With your dua and guidance!
Oh jewel of the Umma don't be shaken!
Habeeb Alli
Thursday, 19 March 2015
Sunday, 15 March 2015
Saturday, 14 March 2015
Make it Happen-Sadia!
Make it Happen- Sadia!
Time to go Sadia!
Alhamdulillah she replied!
It had to be, you can’t keep a good woman down,
Or so it should be for all women born.
She came in years ago locked away in a cell.
Do you want a Quran?
Listen I ain’t that type you know!
I waited and prayed with some sisters who still believed!
And then one Ramadan,
She came crying.
Where is my Quran, my hijab, the prayer mat et al you promised?
She had found him after twenty years!
I mean her kidnapped son and now Allah!
The ex snatched him from her lap.
Told the family his mama had died.
Divine grace made her meet his cousin behind bars!
Leaving every one that she learnt to love behind,
Waiting by the station to catch her ride,
Nervous like a virgin bride,
Knowing she will soon hear him say Mommy I love you!
Why did you get so involved in stupidity?
Why did you disown your own tribe and country?
The lost of my baby boy made me lose faith
Like PTSD, I waited for closure and found it inside.
But such are the mothers of the world.
Broken by their lovers, the Adam and Eve story
Like Khadija or Virgin Mary, like Little Maya our unsung heroes
She will wipe her tears with prayers and even call home her 20 years misery!
Make it happen, one more time!
Another woman- sister applauded by Faith and women
Neither broken nor jaded
She walks through the gates with the sun rising on her hijab-face!
Monday, 2 March 2015
Monday, 23 February 2015
Malcolm X-Brother Selma, ra
This is a piece dedicated to peace
Freedom fighters like Martin Luther and Malcolm X
Despite the Selma of everyday
We can still be inspired for peace
Looking at Oscar winners John and Common
Saying their piece after rendering
Glory will come
Oh, how I love Malcolm even more! Rahmatullahi alaihi
Look this isn’t about religion
It’s not about who prays to Jesus and who bows to Allah
It isn’t about who is black and who is white
The way Malcolm died is what we ought to cry for.
His Iman was up there
He was not just a broken child; a thug turned Islamic in prison
He was from the Hausa clan
Known for their scholarship and faithfulness: Islam accepted him before he did
When I see his films and I read his books
When we youtube his speeches
Although I was not there
I know I was there, way before the womb that bore me
Malcolm visited Toronto’s first mosque in 65
He visited Mecca for the Hajj
Malik Shabaz visited the noble Ulama of the Middle East and Africa
He was from them- fiery, humble, and simply fearless.
Where did he get this fire from?
Malcolm X was the manhood and still is for Blacks and oppressed men
He withstood the threat to life with Tawakkul in Allah
When he was finally down he trusted in God alone, for his own had put him down
Malcolm rest in peace and Allah’s mercy always
Now that millions claim you
Not only communists, leftists and atheists
Although then you couldn’t get a simple Janaza in a mosque, oh Muslim brother
When I met your daughter
Ilyasa I met the blood of an icon I grew up on
When I met one, who visits your shrine,
I met the soul that I dream of in my khutbas all the time
The reason many don’t know you
They don’t know you are Muslim or you stood up against racism
They do not know your sacrifice
Because of you we have civil rights and equality
It isn’t right
No it isn’t right
Others get the limelight
But One Day, like Selma, One Day, Oh AlHaj Malik Shabaz, Glory!
So brothers and sisters, Listen up
Listen with your heart and not your ears
Put down that cell phone
Call someone you love and stop hating!
Allahummaghfirlahu and wahshur hu maal abrar!
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