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
