Signs - Boonaa Mohammed

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  • Poetry by Boona Mohammed on Peace Conference Scandinavia 2012 in Oslo, Norway, by Islam Net.
    Let me take a moment to show some kindness,
    To the folks who blindness was a disease that effected the eyes alone,
    I promise I won’t judge you, I barely know how to love you
    And like fools we preach rules, but we don’t even follow our own.
    Everybody needs comfort,
    Some people find it in this; some people find it in that
    And some people just don’t find it at all.
    But this world is full of signs
    From the moon to the stars in the sky
    From the bees and the bugs, like a seed in your blood
    Like a feen to a drug, makes you need to look up
    And questions what’s up, why you deal with this stuff?
    When your spirits are crushed and you trek through the rough
    But like thunder it struck, said “Be” and it was
    All the signs that were sent, they finally make sense
    You feel the torment, so you need to repent
    When your heart is cement, it’s hard as a brick
    Cause your soul is worth more than the dollars and cents,
    All the money in the world couldn’t buy you happiness
    Cause “verily, it is in the remembrance of Allah, that hearts do find rest”
    And do not get it confused,
    I’m not a scholar or a preacher
    I’m just a regular dude, who makes mistakes too
    But we are reflections true,
    So I cant talk about me without talking about you
    And who knew?
    We would end up in a place so confused
    Where little boys wanna be like little girls and little girls just wanna be abused
    Where the terrorize the truth, mentally arrest the youth
    Even though there is no law but Allahs’ and momma didn’t raise no fool.
    And who knew?
    That expecting the world to treat you fairy because you think you’re a good person,
    Would be a little like expecting a bull not to attack you because you’re a vegetarian,
    You can’t begin to learn what you think you already know
    In mans own ignorance we forgot that women once watched us grow
    And before that you were a tiny ball of flesh without any bones
    And before that you were just unknown, and now look behold
    You have the arrogance to assume that you just made it on your own?
    But what were you but a chewed piece of clot, before the grew
    And who knew you would trace you ancestry back to a zoo?
    You must have really come from apes with your monkey point of views
    Even the devil believes in God, so what does that make you?
    And it’s true
    Sometimes I feel like Noah preaching to a packed empty room
    Nobody wanna listen until we start rolling out two by two
    I’m a big fan of Abraham; never break-up from Jacob
    Joseph had the kind of beauty that you couldn’t find in makeup
    Moses was to Pharaoh what stones are to arrows
    And David to Goliath was truth is to silence
    Following, Solomon I’d get down too
    Contrary to popular belief, Jesus is my homeboy too.
    So peace be upon the whole crew who came to teach what we never knew
    Even though few caught the groove, the never turned blue
    Never confused what was true even if it was a taboo
    Never came for fame or praise but to praise who the prayed too
    And who knew?
    That an unlettered man from the middle of the desert,
    Would change the whole world from darkness into heaven
    You may have every title, every big shot degree
    But you still can’t explain: Alif-Lam-Meem
    And who knew?
    There would be so many views and way to explain
    That he’s closer to you than your jugular vein
    So if you complain that God must be cruel
    Can you give Allah, all that he gives to you?
    From the breath that you breath, to the trees that you feed
    From the eyes that you see, to the sea that you eat
    If I cut you, you bleed, than you heal magically
    Were the illest machines, manufactured for means.
    The concepts extreme but this world is a dream,
    It’s not what it seems filled with lies and deceit
    The truth is serene so wake up smell the deen
    Praises be to He, His Oneness, Supreme
    Totally unique, in no need of sleep
    Not like you or me, his greatness complete
    No partners, no mates, no father, no sons
    No discount 3 in 1, just Allah Azwa Jal
    Even the birds sing his name,
    The Lord of all the worlds
    Glory be to He and to Allah is our return #IslamNet #IslamQAV #Islam
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