Asalamu 'Alaykuum,
I composed this poem (free verse - does not rhyme) this afternoon so sorry for any mistakes etc. Please read inshallah!
Just too extreme.
By Ahmad Abu Khattab
My black 'Abaya and my Sunnah hat,
My perfume that consumes the air.
My hair that drops from the back of my hat,
And my deen that I hold close to my heart.
Walking through the streets around me,
Every turn I turn I face a stare.
Eyes gazing upon the way I look,
Tells me surely that I look just right.
A frown here and there but I'm still not fazed,
A smile from ear to ear is what I return to them.
Not because I like them, no!
But because it tells me that I surely am Muslim.
My beard unknown to these people around me,
"Shave it off" they say, but would I be a fool?
For it pleases the Greatest of them all,
My Lord, my Creator, the All-Mighty Allah!
My young age astounds those who do not practice,
But why would it when I am still just little?
Those before me were battling enemies,
All I do is follow my deen.
A crazy world we surely do live in,
A person who prays is considered a Sheikh.
Funny it is, surely, the ignorance of people,
But sad as well for they don't know Islam.
"O mashaAllah! How are you Sheikh?"
I reply "thank you? But I'm definitely not!"
Annoying sometimes, but funny most,
What has happened to the knowledge that was common!
Another day has come knocking loudly,
Same old thing but with a different person.
Giggling decisively are the women of ignorance,
But I am the one who is laughing surely!
O women who bare their adornments to wolves,
Have you no shame in the way you dress?
Like a public toilet you're used disgracefully,
By countless strangers; it really is shameful.
But you laugh at me, who has the honour,
The honour of Islam that runs in my blood.
I think of dignity when I decide what to dress,
Even though it's not Gucci or Calvin Klein.
What about your men who have become like you?
Who "wears the pants" in your filthy household?
No difference between you and that surely isn't good,
For don't you believe that opposites attract?
I guess no attraction occurs between you,
No wonder why your birth rates fell.
But have no fear for us Muslims will grow,
Increasing the density of the population, o yes!
You see I'm a Muslim, who doesn't care about dunya,
You find it strange but I find it logical.
This life is nothing but a temporary abode,
While the life of bliss shall go on forever.
Some Muslims claim to be Muslim in nature,
But their actions surely don't speak of theirclaim.
Cheating and deceiving the people around them,
Surely isn't Islamic, so why do you lie?
And when I'm in sight the slander stirs,
"Wahabi", "extremist" and the list goes on.
What is wrong with following Qur'an and Sunnah?
The two best things to ever hit mankind!
Am I an extremist because of my beard?
Or am I extreme because of my 'Abaya?
Or maybe because my clothes are above the ankle?
Or maybe because I love the Prophet?
These questions stir in my bubbling mind,
But in one ear and out the other.
It truly and honestly does not faze me,
For indeed I try to impress my Lord!
Why would I want to impress a human?
Who is weak and able to make mistakes!
But my Lord, the Most High is perfect in all,
For it is from Him Who I try to gain the pleasure.
Surely I do not hate you though,
You are only ignorant of the great religion.
I ask Allah to open your eyes,
To the beauty of Islam; the greatest gift.
As I continue to walk through the streets of eyes,
I calmly accept the tag on my head.
Even though I'm pleasing my Creator, my Lord,
To you I have become just too extreme.
I composed this poem (free verse - does not rhyme) this afternoon so sorry for any mistakes etc. Please read inshallah!
Just too extreme.
By Ahmad Abu Khattab
My black 'Abaya and my Sunnah hat,
My perfume that consumes the air.
My hair that drops from the back of my hat,
And my deen that I hold close to my heart.
Walking through the streets around me,
Every turn I turn I face a stare.
Eyes gazing upon the way I look,
Tells me surely that I look just right.
A frown here and there but I'm still not fazed,
A smile from ear to ear is what I return to them.
Not because I like them, no!
But because it tells me that I surely am Muslim.
My beard unknown to these people around me,
"Shave it off" they say, but would I be a fool?
For it pleases the Greatest of them all,
My Lord, my Creator, the All-Mighty Allah!
My young age astounds those who do not practice,
But why would it when I am still just little?
Those before me were battling enemies,
All I do is follow my deen.
A crazy world we surely do live in,
A person who prays is considered a Sheikh.
Funny it is, surely, the ignorance of people,
But sad as well for they don't know Islam.
"O mashaAllah! How are you Sheikh?"
I reply "thank you? But I'm definitely not!"
Annoying sometimes, but funny most,
What has happened to the knowledge that was common!
Another day has come knocking loudly,
Same old thing but with a different person.
Giggling decisively are the women of ignorance,
But I am the one who is laughing surely!
O women who bare their adornments to wolves,
Have you no shame in the way you dress?
Like a public toilet you're used disgracefully,
By countless strangers; it really is shameful.
But you laugh at me, who has the honour,
The honour of Islam that runs in my blood.
I think of dignity when I decide what to dress,
Even though it's not Gucci or Calvin Klein.
What about your men who have become like you?
Who "wears the pants" in your filthy household?
No difference between you and that surely isn't good,
For don't you believe that opposites attract?
I guess no attraction occurs between you,
No wonder why your birth rates fell.
But have no fear for us Muslims will grow,
Increasing the density of the population, o yes!
You see I'm a Muslim, who doesn't care about dunya,
You find it strange but I find it logical.
This life is nothing but a temporary abode,
While the life of bliss shall go on forever.
Some Muslims claim to be Muslim in nature,
But their actions surely don't speak of theirclaim.
Cheating and deceiving the people around them,
Surely isn't Islamic, so why do you lie?
And when I'm in sight the slander stirs,
"Wahabi", "extremist" and the list goes on.
What is wrong with following Qur'an and Sunnah?
The two best things to ever hit mankind!
Am I an extremist because of my beard?
Or am I extreme because of my 'Abaya?
Or maybe because my clothes are above the ankle?
Or maybe because I love the Prophet?
These questions stir in my bubbling mind,
But in one ear and out the other.
It truly and honestly does not faze me,
For indeed I try to impress my Lord!
Why would I want to impress a human?
Who is weak and able to make mistakes!
But my Lord, the Most High is perfect in all,
For it is from Him Who I try to gain the pleasure.
Surely I do not hate you though,
You are only ignorant of the great religion.
I ask Allah to open your eyes,
To the beauty of Islam; the greatest gift.
As I continue to walk through the streets of eyes,
I calmly accept the tag on my head.
Even though I'm pleasing my Creator, my Lord,
To you I have become just too extreme.
