'Its you' A poem for inprisoned brothers and sisters

Umm Bosna

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It’s you

It’s your sharp glance of Tawheed
That’s disturbing the army of possums
It’s the burning spark of your Creed
Exposing the essence of toxic blossoms

It’s the blood running through your veins
Tearing apart the core of blasphemy
“Do not die unless you are Muslims.”
The words they hate, the call for Victory

It’s the threatening lightning of your courage
Confusing the cowardice of the hypocrites
It’s your forgiving nature of Prophets heritage
Encouraging every sinner towards repentance

Your ambitions are a role-model to our children
New generations of firmness and high aspirations
With you as an example as gems we shape them
Fearing only Allah above the seven heavens

 
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