Oh Dunya!

One day I woke up and then I stood up and then I walked around, I stooped, fell and I got up and towards the end of the day, I found a poem ready to be posted up.

Oh dunya!

You narrate and plot,

You have deceived and continue to deceive

With all kinds of mischief’s

We appear in defeat

As a consequence of your misdeeds

In millions we have been deceased

And our numbers continues to increase

Our people live in scarcity and are malnourished

You think we will cease to exist

You think we will soon perish

You want us to be afraid to live and co-exist

Oh dunya!

In a world conquered by injustice

When a people fight for justice

You label them terrorists

You then hunt and kill these terrorists

Oh dunya!

The kings and queens who reigns the world

All the money in the world

All the things you’ve acquired

All the happiness you’ve captured

Has it amount to any amount of happiness or contentment?

Only more diseased, your deceased heart is

Oh dunya!

Can’t you see?! Don’t you read your history?!

The pharaohs, the kings, the conquerors,

They were all evil doers

It is the tradition of the rich and wealthy

The habit of the powerful and mighty

Who are prone to misdeeds and tyranny

Oh dunya!

Our saints and our leaders

When the world was offered to them

The rejected and chose to live in simplicity

Don’t you see?

All the prophets and the saints,

Most of them lived in simplicity

The best of them lived in simplicity

Oh dunya!

Your respect is only for the rich and mighty,

Open you eyes and contemplate!

Alas! The eyes of the heart have been dead

Taken over by greed and wealth

How can you see?!

All you think of is buying new objects

That you hope will fill the void in you existing

Oh dunya!

Yes, we are being oppressed

We are being called terrorists and terrorized in the name of terrorism

Nevertheless, We are ready with our white kerchiefs

Our weapons, faith and sincerity!

Keep your world, divide and conquer!

Look at our elders and forefathers!

Don’t you learn?

We show no fear, only love for the Creator

Oh dunya!

Though we are sinners and weak in obedience

We still strife to become better believers

You have waken us up

You have made us stronger

You may erase me, my brothers even the whole world

Though, you will never be able to erase the footsteps of the Prophet Muhammad PBUH

His teachings are engraved in the hearts before, present and after

For even a sinner will gladly give his life for him

Such is the sinner who is mad in love for his beloved

Now think about the saints…

Oh dunya!

You don’t have to understand

Even when an insignificant man is deep in love

He doesn’t need for you to understand

Indeed we are mad

Mad with the love for God and his Messenger PBUH