Bismillah

You are the Water

I am the sand

Together we must roam the land

From boy and girl

To woman and man

Start to Finish

Beginning to End

My Lover, My Husband

My Best Friend

Father, Provider

Protector and Guide

When I need a shoulder to lean on

You’re right by my side

My Rock of Jamalter

My Homie, My Clown

The Greatest Dancer

You Git Down

With the Git Down

The perfect scale

To balance my two sides

Sagacious

In you I can confide

 

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

ONE LIVE TO LIVE

ONE LIFE TO GIVE

TO THE MAN

WHO’S THE MAN

WORTH ALL I HAVE TO GIVE

HE MAY NOT WANT ME NOW

BUT, IN SHA ALLAH, SOMEHOW

THERE’LL COME A DAY

HE’LL FINALLY SAY,

“OKAY, I’M READY NOW!”

BUT UNTIL THEN

I’LL WAIT TIL WHEN

HE’S READY FOR ME

AND WE CAN BE

SPOUSES AND BEST FRIENDS!!!

ALLAHU AKBAR!!!

Bismillah

Peace Peace

The warcry is “Peace”

You “pray for peace”

While you make mischief and cause bloodshed.

LIARS

YOU HAVE NEVER WANTED PEACE

Otherwise,

You Would Not Be In Everybody’s Country

In Everybody’s Business

In Everybody’s Bed

Like the Bible Says

MAKING MISCHIEF AND CAUSING BLOODSHED.

This is the WAR OF ARMAGEDDON

Though You Won’t Admit It

Right vs. Wrong

Righteousness Against Evil

When Truth Clashes With Falsehood

Islam (Truth) vs. Christianity (Falsehood)

And You Are Going To Lose

Allah Will Not Be Defeated

Let Me Repeat It

ALLAH WILL NOT BE DEFEATED

You Might As Well Be Seated

We Will Not Be Defeated

Pray for Peace! Peace! You say,

You Don’t Want Peace

WE WANT PEACE

But We’ll Never Have It

With You On Our Planet

So We WON’T STOP, DON’T STOP

Until Every Infidel Is Killed

Then We Will Finally Have Peace

Allah U Akbar!!!

Bismillah

Oh where, oh where are my Righteous Black Sisters?

Who are saving themselves for that Righteous Black Mister?

Who don’t pull off their clothes

Like the white devil woman?

But makes herself ready for Allah’s Coming?

Who has Knowledge of Self

And it shows in her demeanor?

Of all the women in the world

She is smarter and cleaner?

Who covers her head every time she goes out?

When she opens her mouth

She knows what she is talking about?

Who cooks and cleans?

And sews and launders?

Who stays in the house and studies and ponders

All of Allah’s Blessings He Has Given to Her?

Who takes care of their children

And they take care of him?

Who takes care of her husband

Who made her his wife?

Who’ll be a Righteous Muslim Girl for the rest of her life?

Who fasts and prays and eats one meal a day?

And knows that through Elijah Muhammad (PBUH) is the ONLY way?

Who has knowledge and wisdom that is Supreme?

And for the Righteous Blackman she is his dream

Come true? Oh where, oh where are you Black Muslim Sister?

A Muslim through and true?

Saving yourself for the Black Muslim Mister?

Oh where, oh where are you Black Muslim Sister?

 

Bismillah

Where, oh where is the Black Muslim Man?

The one who follows Elijah Muhammad (PBUH)

And not Farrakhan?

The one who wears the Sun, Moon and Star on his head?

And doesn’t try to get the Sunni into his bed?

The one who’s not afraid to call the whiteman the devil?

And who sees his Black Brothers as being on the same level?

As the Original Man and NOT his enemy,

Because he KNOWS that that is whom the devil has proven to be?

Where, oh where is the Black Muslim man?

The one who knows that to be successful we must have some land?

The Maker, The Owner, The Cream of the Planet Earth

The Asiatic BLACKMAN – GOD OF THE UNIVERSE!

The one reaady and able to take his rightful place

On Top of Civilization – Father of the human race?

The one who recognizes and sees the Truth for what it is,

Who knows that Islam and the world are his?

Who is not fooled by the lies and all the spookism?

Who is prepared for the judgement and the resulting cataclysm?

Where, oh where is the Black Muslim man?

The one who, for self, does all that he can?

Who only eats once a day, but five times a day he does pray?

Who knows that through Elijah Muhammad (PBUH) is the ONLY way?

He has Knowledge and Wisdom that is Supreme

And for the Righteous Black Woman he is her dream

Come True? Oh where, oh where are you?

Blackman who is a Muslim through and true?

A living and breathing image of God?

Who submits to His Will and his head does he nod?

Righteous, strong and proud does he stand –

Oh where, oh where are you,

BLACK MUSLIM MAN???

 

Bismilahi Rahmani Rahim

I thank Allah

For Creating You For Me

For Sending His Messenger to me

I thank Allah

For making you so sweet

I thank Allah

For Causing Us to Meet

Now why we haven’t married yet is beyond all comprehension

Could it be because of all this unwanted attention?

What am I supposed to do

When all I can think about is you?

I’m feeling you

Hope that you’re feeling me too.

And I hope that the time has finally arrived

When we put all childishness aside

And finally get on that cloud and ride

Into the Heavens by Allah’s Side

But in the meantime

Know that I’m not going anywhere

I’ll be right here waiting for the day you appear

And share your life with me

Don’t you know that’s how it’s supposed to be

Me for you and you for me

Together for eternity

I wrote this just so you can see

How much you’ll always mean to me.

How long’s it been?

Almost thirty yers

And my feelings haven’t diminished a whit

In fact, they’ve grown stronger, more than a bit

And everyday they grow stronger still

Waiting for that day you’ll say

You’re ready for me – but until

That time – I’ll save this rhyme

I’ll still be yours

As long as I walk in the Sunshine

Or bask in the moonlight

This just feels right

Don’t you feel it too?

Not quite?

That’s okay.

You will soon.

• Valentine’s Day – 2007

 

BISMILLAH

How can you call yourself a Muslim

And you have the nerve to say,

That you DON’T PRAY

FIVE (5) TIMES A DAY???

What could be MORE IMPORTANT –

Than taking time out

To show Almighty God, Allah

That HE MEANS MORE

Than all these silly things we care about.

In Message To The Blackman,

The Honourable Elijah Muhammad (PBUH) dedicated a whole section

To the PRAYER SERVICE

Of the Religion of Perfection

You should be on your knees

Facing toward the East

Saying, “Oh Allah!

“There is no god but THEE!”

“Thank-You For Coming To Deliver

“A Poor Lost-Found Like Me!”

But first you must cleanse yourself

All the  exposed parts

Clean Body, Clean Mind,

Clean Hands, Clean Heart

“Looking upon the Presence of God

“And the Light which He Has Shown”

Makes you feel that you need to clean up

To Show Respect That You Are His Own

His Chosen – His People

Lost From Your Nation

So you should make Salat

To Thank Him

For your Salvation

That’s the LEAST I can do

For ALL He’s Done For Me

Friendship in All Walks of Life,

A GOOD Home and MONEY!!!

Before the Sun Rises

I’m down on my knees

Before I start my day

I Want Master Fard Muhammad To Be Pleased

And at Noon time

When the Sun is at its peak

I stop everything I’m doing

And to ALLAH I speak

I close my eyes

And shut out the world

With all its evil and filth

And I am a Righteous Muslim Girl

Then in late afternoon

Again I prostrate myself

And I thank Allah for all of His help

The most difficult time of day to pray

“Glory and Praise to Thee, Oh Allah!

“And Blessed is Thy name!”

Being from the West Coast

Maghrib is my favorite

Just as the Sun sets

Down into the Pacific

Bismillahi Rahmani Rahim

Al Hamdulillahi Rabbil Alameen

Ar Rahmanir Rahim

Maliki Yaumi Deen

Iyaka Na Abudu

Wa Iyaka Nasta een

Ihdina Siratal Mustaqeem

Siratal Latheena

Ana Amta Alayhim

Ghayril Maghdoobi Alayhim

Wa la dawleen

Ameen

Then I pray once more

Before I retire

I Give Thanks and Praise to Allah

Before the day expires

For All He Has Done

And All He Continues to do

If I call myself a Muslim

I must be one through and through

And that means I make Salat

My five (5) daily prayers

To Give Thanks To Allah

And Witness I must bear

That He Came in the Person of Master Fard

And That Muhammad

Is the Last Messenger

Of the True and Living God

FOR DETAILED INSTRUCTIONS ON THE PROPER WAY TO PRAY PLEASE CLICK THE LINK.

MUSLIM DAILY PRAYERS 

Bismillah

Cant seem to make it to that last rung…

With my last breath, I’d breathe with one lung…

On my lips, your name is still hung…

Still waiting for the last song to be sung…

After thirty-six years, can you believe I’m Still Sprung???

In front of the gym, first taste of your tongue…

Last time, you left me hung…

Waiting for something that has yet to be brung…

Closure is what I  need, so I won’t be Gung…

Ho, about a Brother that has me Still Sprung…

You may have loved me once, but I think one of us was strung…

Along, pestered by the other, like a fly to dung,

My feelings have mushroomed, like an unwanted fung…

My, how the tables have turned, the last man has been hung…

And after all this, AFTER ALL THIS, like a fool, I’m Still Sprung…