Bismillahi Rahmani Rahim
Once Haqim was driving me home and LAPD said his tint was not legal.
They searched me and found all my spiritual apothecaries.
Took my FRANKINCENSE for high grade crack and arrested both of us and impounded his Acura.
Roughed me up. The Public Defender, Women’s Rights Activists and Muslim Attorney ALL WANTED ME TO SUE.
“We’re all behind you one hundred per cent!” He said.
But he refused to call me “Ukhti” in response to my “Akhi” Several times.
He was a ambitionist and they were feminists.
None of them could relate to a Asiatic Black Muslimah, who was the descendent of slaves in this HELL, so I followed my sons parting advice, “Go back to Malibu, Ummi.”
Homemaking For The Black Muslim Woman Journal ™ 