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has added a new journalThis is a nice poem I read and thought I'd share:
I am Malaysian Pakistani and Somali and Arab:
I am Turk and Irani and native of the Maldives:
My home is in Paris, Berlin, London;
in Mexico City, Port-of-Spain, Durban;
in Karachi, Zagazig or Kuala Lumpur,
I am as at home sailing in a lateen
rigged baggala along the red-rock Oman
shores bound for Socotra's island as I
am crossing the Khyber Pass in a camel
caravan...or driving a Mercedes taxi
in Istanbul.
Na'am, aiwa, acha, kha,
I am your brother, Adam.
You will know me in the mosques when
I stand shoulder to shoulder with you
and wish you peace when prayer is done:
and you may see me in Isfahan talking with
a miniature painter or in Dera Ismail Khan
listening to a young and vocal teacher of
Urdu or in Medan listening to a old man
chanting the Quran or in Sacramento listening
to a college boy who has all the problems
of the universe solved.
You will know me becuase I am your brother
and in a real and forceful sense I am
a part of you, dependent on you as you are
dependent on me...as rocks in a city wall...
round as the ancient wall of Baghdad.
I am Egyption and Tunisian and Syrian:
I am Berber and Kurd; Fulani and Nausherwani
and Pawenda;
I am Maliki, Hanafi, Hanbali, and Shafii:
all these I am, for I am your brother
standing besides you in the mosque waiting
for the iqama...white-garbed in the plain
of Arafat...fasting with you in Ramadan.
I am at home in the black tents of the bedu
and the tall buildings of Hadhramaut...;
I am always lingering at the Great Mosque
to circle the Kaaba and to kiss the hajr
al-aswad and drink from the well of Zamzam;
and I am standing, too, in the Haraam ash-sharif
in Jerusalem and in Karbala...and all of them,
each of them, has meaning on meaning for me.
Na'am ya habibi, ya azizi, ya akhi,
I am your brother Adam.
You will know me when you see me
becuase I wll be fingering my beads
and you will know well what this means...
subhanAllah...
You will know me and I will know you
for we are real brothers; and I am of
one place as I am of another...as much a
part of one as the other; the lover
of all lands where I can listen to the
call of the muezzin coming over the night,
or hear the beat of a single Muslim heart.
LexiconAficiona
Another amazing poem. Thanks for sharing.
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has added a new journalBefore mankind lived upon this earth.
Adam was created without father or birth.
Allah made him from different colored clay.
So that is why our skins are colored in this way.
Some of us are dark and others a kind of white.
But it is only our belief that separates us in His Sight.
He made us all to know one another.
To become sisters and brothers each to the other.
But satan has worked hard to disrupt this perfect plan.
by scheming, devising and then separating man.
So forget about the reflection in the mirror that you see.
Seek only the believing person you really want to be.
So forget about color and forget about pride.
And let Prophet Muhammad(pbuh) be our only guide.
Guiding us to the Path that is so very straight.
That strengthens us against satan, the wicked degenerate.
Maryum
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Wow that's one amazing poem. Thanks for sharing.