My dear brothers and sisters, listen with your hearts open
I relate to you a story, which made everything cry within the ocean
The story I am about to begin is about a very young girl
Her beauty resembled the beauty of the diamonds and peals…
Her name was Sumayyah bint Aseer
The daughter of the man whom she had never seen
Her father was locked away from seeing sun shine from above
From meeting his daughter and his wife - his most beloved
Every night Sumayyah would ask her mother where her father was
Was he in America, Britain, France or planet mars?
‘I just want to see him once mother!’ Sumayyah would cry
‘Why do you not reveal him to me, what makes you so shy?!’
My dear daughter, I have told you many times
Where your father is now is not the choice of mine
If it was in my hands, I would never have let him go
Your lord wanted him there, we cannot say no
Where did my lord place him? I shall leave to see him now
I have never seen him mother, please show me how
Every girl has a father, except for myself
They play with them all the time, whilst I play by myself
Sumayyah, have sabr and do not rush to where you can’t go
When your time comes to go, nothing can make your qadah slow
Please Sumayyah don’t ask me these questions again
I hope your father is doing well, and is freed from those chains
What chains mother! You had never told me this before
Please tell me mother, I need to know for sure
He is my father, I have a right to know how he is
Please mother please, don’t turn this into a quiz
My child I am sorry I wasn’t meant to reveal
I released the words accidentally, when they were meant to be sealed
Sumayyah dear, don’t worry, go to sleep
Lets see who counts the most sheep!
No mother, I cannot rest without knowing where daddy lives
I want to see him, smile at him – tell me where he is
I want to know how my father looks like- So that I can keep the picture in my heart
Please mother, don’t try to act smart
My princess what can I say?
That I wish you father was here with us today?
I wish it more then the twinkling stars that shine every night
I wish to see him, never leaving him from my sight
Mother, before you continue may I ask…
These stars that we see, are they there with dad?
Do they twinkle and shine for him as they do for us?
Mother, I wish he was with us!
Sumayyah honey, don’t weap my child please
If daddy saw you crying, he wouldn’t be very pleased
I’ll tell you where he is, if you promise not to ask again
Too many questions dear can drive one insane
I won’t cry mother, if that’s what my father wants
I will keep your words as a secret, hidden from everyone
Come on mother, I am waiting!
Your too slow, and its frustrating…
Your father my dear is in a chanber very small
Theres no light, nor windows in the dark walls
Yet he is happier then all of us, do you know why?
Is it because he can see the stars twinkling in the sky?
No dear, it’s because he has his lord with him in the same room
He has the sahaabah with him too, are they not better then the moon?
He’s spends all his day with them, learning his deen
He goes on trips to gardens which no eye has seen!
Mother I have made my mind up now, you will have to accept
I will defiantly go to see him now! Please do not reject!
I want to see my Lord, the sahaabah and go to the gardens too
Please mother, accept my request and don’t say no.
Sumayyah dear listen carefully to me
The only person who can see them is only he
Your Lord has destined for him to travel with the Qur’aan
To meet the sahaabah and follow Allahs commands
Okay mother, I accept with a happy heart
But will Allah give me the chance to let my journeys start?
I want to travel too, to the past desserts hot
I don’t want to meet the dumb, but the smart
Yes dear, Insha’Allah you will do one day
Are you going to ask me more questions today?
Go to sleep Sumayyah, its very late
May Allah admit you to highest of the gates
Mother, I love you, for telling me all this
I wish you had told me before! Mother give me a kiss
I pray to Allah, that he protects my father all the time
And that I wake up tomorrow with my father – whose all mine.
---- Sumayyah is the daughter of a Muslim captive.
Poem taken from the hearts of the children who have never seen their fathers till this day.