Revolutions in Tunisia, Egypt, Yemen, Bahrain and the rest
Tunisia, Egypt, Yemen, Bahrain and the rest
I watch the bloodbath on the t.v. screen
And thank Allah that it’s not me
Or my loved ones
Out in the cold streets
Protesting and being beaten
Struggling for justice
And a voice
Basic needs
A job and security
Prepared to sacrifice
Blood and life eventually
Safely wrapped up
Warm and fully fed
I’m glad we’re ok
Living in the west
As I pity the rest
When things get gory
And serious
I change channels and watch the soaps
Out of sight, and mind
I carry on living my life
Blind to the reality
Of my Ummah
Sometimes I feel anger and sympathy
But mostly glad that it not me in the mortuary
As I go through life busy with my own worries
Mortgage and kid’s education
Holidays and promotion
Sometimes at jummah
I make a dua
For Allah to help
Those less fortunate than me
Empty my pockets of loose change
But is this the help that they need?
I echo their calls for change
Replacement of leaders who are deranged
Never thinking
Of what will come to fill the void
Faces change but the system remains
A revolution and its people betrayed
The pharaohs depart
With the stolen loot
Retirement and life of luxury
But the Ummah has nowhere to turn
Except to return back to Allah
And solutions from the Quran and the Sunnah
Tunisia, Egypt, Yemen, Bahrain and the rest
I watch the bloodbath on the t.v. screen
And thank Allah that it’s not me
Or my loved ones
Out in the cold streets
Protesting and being beaten
Struggling for justice
And a voice
Basic needs
A job and security
Prepared to sacrifice
Blood and life eventually
Safely wrapped up
Warm and fully fed
I’m glad we’re ok
Living in the west
As I pity the rest
When things get gory
And serious
I change channels and watch the soaps
Out of sight, and mind
I carry on living my life
Blind to the reality
Of my Ummah
Sometimes I feel anger and sympathy
But mostly glad that it not me in the mortuary
As I go through life busy with my own worries
Mortgage and kid’s education
Holidays and promotion
Sometimes at jummah
I make a dua
For Allah to help
Those less fortunate than me
Empty my pockets of loose change
But is this the help that they need?
I echo their calls for change
Replacement of leaders who are deranged
Never thinking
Of what will come to fill the void
Faces change but the system remains
A revolution and its people betrayed
The pharaohs depart
With the stolen loot
Retirement and life of luxury
But the Ummah has nowhere to turn
Except to return back to Allah
And solutions from the Quran and the Sunnah
