Striver
01-03-2005, 01:43 PM
We are perfect most of us would say.
Our namazes we pray.
All sunnah of the prophet we obey.
I suppose it would be quite okay.
If I were to mention the inhuman slaughter of Muslims today...
...She was picked amongst other women, like a herd of sheep.
He led her to a cold dark room, where gaps in the walls, allowed insects to peep.
He slashed at her bare body, as she begged for the mercy that never came.
These memories would stay with her, this ever-lasting shame.
He toyed with her body, like she were a rag doll to be thrown away.
She surrendered to his gorilla arms, as he threw her down on the hay.
He robbed her of the only weapon she could hold.
Her modesty, her life was a story untold.
She would cry with no tears, she would scream with no voice, her speech would not have a listener.
We saw her tears, we heard her screams, we ignored her speech. We didnt help her.
Why?
Because going in 'His' path was the route to help her.
An obligation we have not obeyed...
...And yet we are perfect?
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Our namazes we pray.
All sunnah of the prophet we obey.
I suppose it would be quite okay.
If I were to mention the inhuman slaughter of Muslims today...
...She was picked amongst other women, like a herd of sheep.
He led her to a cold dark room, where gaps in the walls, allowed insects to peep.
He slashed at her bare body, as she begged for the mercy that never came.
These memories would stay with her, this ever-lasting shame.
He toyed with her body, like she were a rag doll to be thrown away.
She surrendered to his gorilla arms, as he threw her down on the hay.
He robbed her of the only weapon she could hold.
Her modesty, her life was a story untold.
She would cry with no tears, she would scream with no voice, her speech would not have a listener.
We saw her tears, we heard her screams, we ignored her speech. We didnt help her.
Why?
Because going in 'His' path was the route to help her.
An obligation we have not obeyed...
...And yet we are perfect?
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