Heroes of the Past

Our ancient heroes are long dead but still remembered,
They carved history by showing us what real men are,
And thus we want to create them into a fierce friend,
But soon -so soon I can’t- with others being replaced,
Maggots squirm at rotten meats amid notes of dinar,
In front of the devout true words spoken to pretend,
While Time has exposed them the colours of despair,
Abyss for homes and in darkness they forever stare,
The mirage destroyed their pathetic souls beyond repair.
First and foremost our amazing messenger Mohammad,
      Lord of the lords showing him heavy powerful Word,
      Sacrificing everything for the sake of Allah’s religion,
      Against his uncles, his tribe, his people, and his town,
      Leaving everything behind migrating to AlMadeenah,
      His words and actions are incomparable to any man,
      He was sent by Allah as a mercy to every living thing,
      If only “Mohammad”s today copied his pious being,
And acted on two things he left us: qur’an and sunnah.
Every companion and persons of the salaf appreciated
      That Abu Bakr comes second and then third is Omar,
      My love to them becomes more intense every day,
      For what I read in their biography: our true leaders,
      Spreading peace, justice and the true faith of Allah,
      I shall proudly name my children after them both,
      Such that they follow their footsteps in correcting
      Wrongful actions of the Muslims today worldwide,
To teach “Abu Bakr”s and “Omar”s today the true Islam.
Let me now speak to you all about Khaled bin AlWaleed,
How he became a hero his name resonating all Time,
No battle lost, all won, except death came in his bed,
Offering his life to spread justice, help those in need,
While “Khaled”s today live a life of deception, crime,
Sins weighing mountains, unjust and hate to spread,
I am not a Khaled but a Huthaifa roaring in his place,
Flying over clouds to find innocent souls to embrace,
His spirit gone but soon to be found somewhere in space.
It is the time for the heroic tales of Abdullah bin Yaseen,
A scholar understanding the Qur’an like those in past,
Sent to Mauritania and there he sacrificed all his life,
Two: Qur’an and Hadeeth nothing comes in between,
Six years of hard work few became many at long last,
They appreciated the essence of faith nullifying strife,
Islam is perfect, Islam is complete, it is forever peace,
Our “Abdulla”s today are tattooed hatred to release,
And “Yaseen”s are drug dealers euphoria to never cease.
Did you hear loud roars of Hamzah bin AbdelMottaleb?
Lion of Allah protecting the prophet against pagans,
If this did occur today then all shall be shaken silent,
And our people will definitely feel their ribs crushed,
As their minds flash crimes committed by their organs,
Thus, their grandchildren became wicked and violent,
Hamzah’s soul is sure alive with the Lord; contrast to
The souls of “Hamzah”s today living as filthy lost rats,
We mourn our heroes and to them we follow and bellow.
Tuesday, 10thof December 2013