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"...Palestine will be free" InshaAllah
In the heart of a land, both ancient and new,
Where voices cry out, seeking justice, it's true.
A struggle for decades, my Muslim brothers and sisters,
In the shadows of conflict, where do we begin?
For seventy years and more, they've carried this weight,
A burden unseen, an unbearable fate.
In the face of oppression, they stand with strong hearts,
But the world often turns a blind eye to their parts.
The children of Palestine, innocent souls,
Caught in a storm, where the darkness unfolds.
Yet, they remain steadfast, resilient and brave,
In the land where their ancestors rest in each grave.
In the Quran, we find guidance, so clear,
"O you who have believed, stand out firmly for justice, as witnesses to Allah, even though it be against yourselves, or your parents, or your kin"
(Quran 4:135)
Prophet Muhammad, peace be upon him, did say,
"Help your brother, whether he is an oppressor or he is oppressed." They asked, "O Messenger of Allah, it is right to help him if he is oppressed, but how should we help him if he is an oppressor?" The Prophet said, "By preventing him from oppressing others"
(Sahih al-Bukhari)
But these voices unheard, these tears unobserved,
Innocent souls, in a world so unnerved.
They fight not for terror, but for their right,
To live in their homeland, to see the day's light.
They're not defined by the battles they fight,
But by faith, resilience, and a quest for what's right.
Innocence tarnished, a narrative spun,
But still, they rise with the morning sun.
Their plea is for peace, their hope is for change,
In a world so divided, it may seem strange.
Yet, we stand by their side, we lend them our voice,
For in unity and prayer, we make a choice.
To support, to pray, to never forget,
The struggles they face, the pain they have met.
In a world that often fails to see,
The strength and the hope in their plea.
So let this be heard, let this be noticed,
The plight of our kin, by injustice encroached.
In the land where the olive trees grow tall and free,
We stand in solidarity, for Palestine to be.
In the name of peace, in the name of the just,
For all those who've suffered, in whom we trust.
In this poem, we share a heartfelt call,
For Palestine, our brothers, we stand with all.
-s.shaw
10/13/23
© s. 🎧⭑
Where voices cry out, seeking justice, it's true.
A struggle for decades, my Muslim brothers and sisters,
In the shadows of conflict, where do we begin?
For seventy years and more, they've carried this weight,
A burden unseen, an unbearable fate.
In the face of oppression, they stand with strong hearts,
But the world often turns a blind eye to their parts.
The children of Palestine, innocent souls,
Caught in a storm, where the darkness unfolds.
Yet, they remain steadfast, resilient and brave,
In the land where their ancestors rest in each grave.
In the Quran, we find guidance, so clear,
"O you who have believed, stand out firmly for justice, as witnesses to Allah, even though it be against yourselves, or your parents, or your kin"
(Quran 4:135)
Prophet Muhammad, peace be upon him, did say,
"Help your brother, whether he is an oppressor or he is oppressed." They asked, "O Messenger of Allah, it is right to help him if he is oppressed, but how should we help him if he is an oppressor?" The Prophet said, "By preventing him from oppressing others"
(Sahih al-Bukhari)
But these voices unheard, these tears unobserved,
Innocent souls, in a world so unnerved.
They fight not for terror, but for their right,
To live in their homeland, to see the day's light.
They're not defined by the battles they fight,
But by faith, resilience, and a quest for what's right.
Innocence tarnished, a narrative spun,
But still, they rise with the morning sun.
Their plea is for peace, their hope is for change,
In a world so divided, it may seem strange.
Yet, we stand by their side, we lend them our voice,
For in unity and prayer, we make a choice.
To support, to pray, to never forget,
The struggles they face, the pain they have met.
In a world that often fails to see,
The strength and the hope in their plea.
So let this be heard, let this be noticed,
The plight of our kin, by injustice encroached.
In the land where the olive trees grow tall and free,
We stand in solidarity, for Palestine to be.
In the name of peace, in the name of the just,
For all those who've suffered, in whom we trust.
In this poem, we share a heartfelt call,
For Palestine, our brothers, we stand with all.
-s.shaw
10/13/23
© s. 🎧⭑
