Goosebumps for Heroes

February 13, 2011

Goosebumps rise,
as I see the crowds’ uproar tonight.
These are the crowds
that will finally set things right.

Goosebumps rise,
as Egypt stands tall and graceful after Tunisia.
History, do record!
Let the oppressors desperately wish for amnesia!

I hope Goosebumps for heroes,
will rise on our children’s arms and hands.
When they hear of our victories,
And live content in their lands.

Our spring has sprung,
our fall has fell.
Winter’s frost has melted.
Soon in summer we dwell.

We will once again be heroes:
no shame, no weakness, no remorse.
Our peace will not be silence,
And our wise silence will not be forced.

Viva la revolution!
This uprising must not fail!
I don’t want to soothe my children,
with history’s lonely tales.

Nay, let our lullabies be:
The past holds much strength and glory.
But know this o child:
Our present has a very similar story.

No longer:
We were, we were, we were.
No longer:
We lost. We suffered. We endured.

Yes, for too long there was oppression.
But this is how we spoke up.
This is how our Ummah rose,
This is when we all woke up.

This is how we retrieved
our long-deserved but forgotten rights.
This is how we earned respect,
Peacefully, but with all our might.

This is how we drove out the oppressors,
Displayed what strength was truly about.
Freedom’s Match first lit,
then Revolution’s Flames burst out.

This is how you may now sit safe,
under the shade of Justice’s Tree.
Now tend carefully to our pride,
and always o child…. always be free.

Written: January 30, 2011

Egyptian Freedom:  February 11, 2011


Bright Freedom

February 8, 2011

Egypt…  Seeing the poverty, the injustice, the impossible circumstances they live under… all we can think is how miserable we feel for them, how necessary this revolution is.  Indeed they are seeking life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.  Three words well chosen, three values well abandoned.  Now comes a test of whether all men were created equal, and how sacred democratic values really are.  But we see in favor of personal interest, many have marginalized the three ideals the constition of the world’s main power was built on.  Shameful.

But what gives us pride is the crowds.  The masses.  The heroes out there demanding their rights.  Liberty Square- I wish I could join.  They have created their own community, their own “republic”.  They have a ‘lost and found’ stand, an entertainment stand, they are now singing their strong protests.  A couple had their wedding there- I wouldn’t be surprised if they met in that micro-environment.  As they persist, we wonder if we would be able to do that.  Put all else on hold and seek what is most important.

But then you look at them and realize: Really, what do they have to lose?  Yes, their poverty is unnerving- deeply upsetting actually  considering how wealthy their country is- but when it comes to revolution that poverty is their strength.  They have nothing to lose- only freedom to gain.  They don’t have the superficial matters that clutter our lives.  They have Tahrir Square and they have each other.  It is one of the greatest lessons of how less is more.  Much more.  Less, for them, is everything.

It reminds me of Hajj.  It is the same spirit of Hajj- when so many people are crowded together for a noble purpose- only a deep, loving connection can result from that.  Maybe its resemblance to Hajj is what makes me almost envious to be with them in that honorable square.

I would offer anything in my possession to ensure that Egypt’s victory is hastened.  That it arrives this very moment.  But Allah knows what we knows not.  Maybe they need this time to strengthen their brotherhood.  To protest at the top of their lungs so that the resonating air becomes a resonating wave of freedom- liberating them after all these years.  Maybe, if it comes too soon they won’t solidify this strongly.  Won’t have enough time to inhale the air of freedom… after all these years.

Please Egypt, don’t give up.  Don’t go back home until he leaves- really.  Because your chants are liberating us, too.  We are all Egyptian, we all want freedom and justice.  Your presence in the Square ignite in us hope.  Don’t let the hype fade.  Freedom should never fade.

Show us, show the world, how bright freedom really is.


Yasir Qadhi | A Brief Statement Regarding the Situation in Egypt | MuslimMatters.org

February 1, 2011

Yasir Qadhi | A Brief Statement Regarding the Situation in Egypt | MuslimMatters.org.

Very well put mashAllah…


And the winner of this game is…

March 31, 2010

…the one who is able to RAPE the girl!

Check out this CNN video:

Disgusting.

But hey, I guess this kind of extremism is allowed in this world…

Hmm…let’s see…How and where should I begin to show my opinion on this?!


Viva Palestina Convoy!!

February 15, 2009

Visit their website to theck out the route, pictures, more videos, and everything else you want to know..

This is what happens when people start taking action... 

   

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In just short of four weeks, the convoy has grown to include over 100 vehicles including a fire engine, donated by the Fire Brigades Union, 12 ambulances and even a boat intended for Gazan fishermen. Local mosques, churches and restaurants have become collection points for donations of clothes, blankets and children’s toys to fill the numerous donated trucks and vans.


Finally, something that makes sense…

January 15, 2009

Just Watch…and open your mind..

 


*Hikmah Ilminar*

January 13, 2009

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As the world watches the grave events unfolding in the Gaza Strip, history is awaiting to document the actions humanity is about to take: 

 Shameful Inaction or Heroic Justice?  

It is human nature to feel all kinds of intense emotions towards the atrocities in Gaza: anger, sorrow, shame, fear, sadness….yet history is filled with stories of these very emotions resulting in dangerously wrong courses of action. It is evident, then, that these natural feelings act as fog: blurring our hindsight and preventing us from seeing the big picture. 

The question then is: in these trying times, how do we use hikmah (wisdom) instead of emotion when taking the right course of action for our Ummah? 

Join us for a special Ilminar as we answer this very question and in co-operation with Islamic Relief launch a unique ONLINE fundraising effort for our brothers and sisters in Gaza. Be among those whom history documents as partakers of heroic justice, and above all, those who embodied the true message of Islam. 

Free Sign-up:

 

www.ilminar.com



As I sit on my bed, watching, weaping..

January 11, 2009

Is it really true? Is it really happening on this earth miles away? The news seems like an R rated horror movie!! How can it be real? What kind of monsters thrive on the blood of the innocent?

I worry about my education, and the bills I have to pay. 
They worry about their vulnerable lives, and if they survive another day. 
My biggest fear is getting a ticket, as I cruise my Cadillac.
Their fear is that the tank that has just left would turn around and come back.
Do you know the truth of where your money goes? 
Do you let the media deceive your mind?
Is this the truth nobody knows about?
Someone tell me. Tell me what to do. 

I sit and watch. I cry. I forget a bit. I move on. Repeat. 

I have done nothing and still do nothing. 

This is not a movie, this is real. This is not fake blood and make up, it hurts. These are not actors, they’re our brothers and sisters in humanity. 

Gaza families mourn dead after UN school bombed

Israel criticised over alleged use of white phosphorus

Dennis Kucinich and Eliot Engel


The Sad Part Is…

January 1, 2009

Gaza bleeds,
today is day six.
It is a wound that none of us know
just how to fix.

The numbers are impossible
for our simple minds.
But not for them,
they witness each robbery of lives.

What I see of this massacre,
burns my heart with sadness.
But it is the really sad part of the matter
that truly tempts my madness.

Because the sad part is,
the death of our Ummah each day.
Heroes of Gaza die for the sake of Islam,
but we are paralyzed for the sake of our own way.

We are both hurt,
but they with their reward.
But what of the sins we accumulate
as we don’t say a word.

As we don’t move a step,
as we stay standing still.
As we don’t change anything,
when our enemy kills.

I look around me and wonder,
how everyone can continue along normally.
Continue with their life, as so many loose theirs…
How can they continue everything formally…

Shouldn’t the world stop?
Grieve for this shock?

The state of Gaza is heartbreaking…
But the real sad part is,
“leaders” who lead betrayal
Muslims who submit to that betrayal.
And a world that silently watches

The sad part is,
Humans who do nothing for humanity,
And a world without a conscience.

The good news is ,
When one of the innocent from Gaza,
is murdered, is killed,
they are become a martyr-a “shaheed”..

And their entire life,
They have seen nothing but violence and injustice.
Even the last sight a “shaheed” may see
is blood and fire.
But the next sight they will see
is their rightful place in Jannah.

The sad part is,
We seem to have forgotten that Jannah.


So, what CAN we do?

December 31, 2008

…for those suffering everywhere…

Check this out:
Global Qiyam ul-Layl

Not sure what to say in your dua’a? No problem! Check this out:
Collection of Dua’as for the Oppressed

For us, it will merely be one night…just one night of not sleeping our full 8 hours…

They, on the other hand, have many countless sleepless nights…awake on a bed made of their home leftovers, afraid to hear the next striking missile…

Remember that you are one body with them…what hurts them, hurts you…
Their needs, are your needs…Their prayers, are our prayers…

Let’s join them…


Apology

December 30, 2008

Another poem I wrote a long time ago…but again, I think applies…
***
How do I begin an endless apology??
I am sorry, Gaza.
I am neglectful, I know.
The least I can do, is very little,
But I don’t even present that much.

I am sorry, dead and silenced infants.
I know that in another setting I could have been you.
After all, what am I but a child of Palestine too.
Allah has mercifully granted me a longer life,
And I wish I could use it to make a difference in yours.

I am sorry, imprisoned and starving citizens.
You teach us bravery everyday, but we still stand cowardly.

I am sorry, grape vines and fig trees.
What you give is so sweet,
but we are distracted by everything in life that is sweet,
And in that we forget to protect you.

I am sorry, broken olive branch,
I almost relied on murders to ensure that you can grow in peace.
I will NOT apologize to them, I promise.
But I will apologize to you,
always…

Apologies are the hardest actions!
They are words we utter,
Knowing that what is done is done,
And they don’t seem to fix anything at all,
Even if the victim is forgiving…
But for you Palestine,
The apologies never end.

I am sorry Palestine,
I know we have been gone
for far, far, far too long.
I hear your call…
And I am sorry I still have not answered it.

February 19, 2008


My Dream

December 30, 2008

This is a “poem” I wrote more than a year ago..but applies more than ever…
*****
The other night I had a dream,
Involving death.

Many deaths, to be precise.
A death here,
A death there,
It seems as if, death was everywhere.
Some houses were shattered, and so were some bones,
All from the bombings of course.
Villages were destroyed.
There was shooting,
And furious tanks,
There was bloodshed,
And torture of the innocent,
There were tears and unheard cries of help,
Frightened children…
And women dying beside those children.
It was chaos really.
But then I woke up,
And found that–
my reality was even crueler.
You see, I live in Palestine,
And they say that your dreams are basically a reflection
Of what you think about and experience during the day.
I was surprised that my dream was not worse.
After all, I was spared this time.
Despite it all, I go to school everyday (though each time by an alternate path),
And you see my radiant smile,
then wonder how I could smile at all,
If both my dreams and reality were just-
a soup of death!
It is because,
What you call death, I call martyr-hood.
What you call insanity, I call courage.
What you call obstinacy, I call determination.
What you call helplessness, I call patience.
And what we both call (and know is) injustice,
I call a temporary, however miserable, state.
Because lucky for me, I put my complete trust,
In the One who has the power.
The one who is never unjust, and promised me that good will prevail.
In this life, and the next.
And He never breaks a promise.
So mark my words, one day,
Victory WILL be mine,
and for my family, and neighbors, and the whole village you destroyed.
Even the trees and rocks are on my side!
And really, shouldn’t that make me smile?
Because everyone knows that the ONLY WAY to be
a winner at the end,
Is to be winning all the way through.

November 13, 2007


History…what?

December 30, 2008

Remember that high school class? I always wondered what the point of it was…I hated memorizing dates and names…let alone learning who did what…

Nonetheless, my history teachers were successful at engraving in my brain the ultimate purpose of reading the stories of those in graves: So that we may learn from them and never repeat their mistakes! 

Maybe the big guys failed History class…

Maybe they failed their ethics class…

Maybe they failed their math class…

And that makes me wonder how they became the big guys…

How else, can you explain a 4 to 1775 (and growing) ratio?



4:1,775 +

December 30, 2008

I am left speechless, and so, I merely quote…

(CNN) – An Israeli patrol boat struck a boat carrying medical volunteers and supplies to Gaza early Tuesday as it attempted to intercept the vessel in the Mediterranean Sea, witnesses and Israeli officials said.

The Dignity was carrying crew and 16 passengers — physicians from Britain, Germany and Cyprus and human rights activists from the Free Gaza Solidarity Movement — who were trying to reach Gaza through an Israeli blockade of the territory.

Also on board was former U.S. Rep. Cynthia McKinney.

Penhaul said an Israeli patrol boat shined its spotlight on the Dignity, and then it and another patrol boat shadowed the Dignity for about a half hour before the collision.

One patrol boat “very severely rammed” the Dignity, Penhaul said.

The captain of the Dignity told Penhaul he received no warning. Only after the collision did the Israelis come on the radio to say they struck the boat because they believed it was involved in terrorist activities, the captain said.

But Israeli Foreign Ministry spokesman Yigal Palmor denied that and said the patrol boat had warned the vessel not to proceed to Gaza because it is a closed military area.The Dignity was carrying crew and 16 passengers — physicians from Britain, Germany and Cyprus and human rights activists from the Free Gaza Solidarity Movement — who were trying to reach Gaza through an Israeli blockade of the territory.

Read more here

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Israel considers 48-hour ceasefire with Hamas

Updated: Tue Dec. 30 2008 14:34:29

CTV.ca News Staff

Israel may halt its air strikes in the Gaza Strip for 48 hours if Hamas also stops sending rockets into border towns. But the ceasefire proposal, put forward by French officials, is still being weighed by the Israeli government.

News of the possible ceasefire came as Israel conducted air assaults against Hamas targets for a fourth day. So far, a reported 375 Palestinians have been killed and upwards of 1,400 injured in the densely-populated area, while four Israelis have died.

Read more here


I’m Part of History :)

November 6, 2008

I’m not big on politics, but if there is one thing I learned about from this whole thing, it would have to be the determination to change…and that everything is possible (obviously if Allah wills it)…plus many other lessons…Things that will change history like this must be squeezed for their wisdom and lessons behind them..

Wallahu a3lam

Here are the words that matter:

Sheikh Yaser Birjas: (He said exactly how I feel beautifully!)

I truly felt more republican on some issues than democrat but couldn’t imagine McCain-Palin in the White House. The only thing that struck me while I was watching both McCain and Obama’s speeches, that I was watching a truly historical event. Many people such as Martin Luther King died dreaming for something even less than that, and now here I am living to see some history in the making.

How positive or negative the impact of this in the future was not really an issue to me at that moment. The issue was to believe that with hard and sensible work, with enduring prejudice and all kind of stereotypes things by the will of Allah can happen. Silence or negativity during those difficult moments of our time were definitely not an option.

Sheikh Yasir Qadhi:

Indeed, all praise is due to Allah, and may peace and salutations be upon the prophets of Allah.

When the Muslims were in Makkah, there was a major war raging in a nearby land; a war that was, relative to its time, of cataclysmic proportion. It was being fought out between the only two super-powers of the era. And even though the Muslims themselves had nothing at stake in that war, even though any win or loss to either side would cause no immediate change in their lives, the Muslims were emotionally attached to one side against the other. Their spirits, their hopes, their optimism, all centered on the army of Heraclius, the emperor of Rome, as he fought against Kusrau Parvev, the King of Sassanid Persia. These early Muslims felt an affinity for the Christian Heraclius as he fought against the fire-worshiping Zoroastrians. So, when the news came that Heraclius had been defeated, the Muslims were in fact dejected, and the pagans of Makkah boasted to the Muslims that their ‘team’ had lost. It was at this occasion that Allah revealed the first few verses of Surah al-Rum, which gave them the optimistic prophecy that even though Heraclius had lost this battle, he would win a future one, in a few years. Many years later, the Prophet wrote a letter to Heraclius, and Heraclius heard the message of Islam. While respectful of it, he did not convert. Throughout this entire time, the Muslims were not reproached or reprimanded for their feelings of hope towards Heraclius and the Roman Empire. 

How much more so, then, are we deserving of feeling hope and optimism, when a candidate who WILL directly affect our lives and the lives of millions of people across the world has been elected. For those who wish to make Muslims even feel guilty for this hope, I say that our religion is a religion of optimism and a religion of reality. We should feel optimistic, at all times, and take the best from every situation. And between the two candidates that were running for the highest office in the most powerful country in the world today, it was clear in the eyes of many, which of these two was more inclined to peace, and which was more inclined to war. It was clear who was able to inspire with hope and optimism, and who was more inclined to inspire through fear and hatred of ‘the other’. It was clear who had more intelligence and common sense, and who could not even think clearly enough to choose a qualified running mate.

Make no mistake about it, though. Barack Obama is no messiah, and, as an American political leader, he will inevitably do things that will enrage people around the world, and yes, sometimes even us. But looking at the alternative, in my opinion and the opinion of many in the know, the message was clear: he was the better candidate overall, at this time and place, for Muslims, for America, for the world. And if it so turns out that those who voted for Barack Obama were wrong, well, they can say, in full conscience and with no fear of reprimand, ‘O Allah, this is what was apparent to us when we chose, and only You knew the future and what it held.’

Indeed, we thank Allah who will judge us for the sincerity of our intentions rather than the unintended consequences of our actions.

It is indeed an historic moment for this country, when a black leader, with the middle name of Hussein, the son of an African visitor to this land, raised far away from the bastions of political power, can actually win the highest office. It is an historic moment, and I am proud to have witnessed it. But the election yesterday was not about supporting the persona of Barack Obama as much as it was about the scathing indictment of the previous administration. When people voted yesterday, they voted not for Barack, but against the current administration. Obama did not win because he was Obama, but rather because he was for change. And to me, that is huge reason to be optimistic about this country.

There is much good in America, and we need to channel that good and help it overcome the bad. Keep in mind that while Obama won a resounding victory in the electoral votes, he only had a slight lead in the popular vote (52% to Obama, 46 % to McCain). And while it is overly simplistic and wrong to claim that all those who voted for McCain were supportive of the current administration’s policies, it is not an exaggeration to state that a fairly large percentage of them would be averse to the positive vision of change that Obama claims to want. And that is a scary thought, one that sobers us up the reality, and shows us that there is a lot of work to do ahead.

As an American, I cannot help but feel a sense of joy, a sense of optimism for the future, and the work ahead for all of us. And as a Muslim, I sincerely pray that Allah wants good for this country, and that He places people in power that will bring about that good through them, and through all of us. The Obama campaign might have stopped now, but our campaign as Muslims, in spreading the truth and calling for justice, never stops as long as we remain in this world.

In this moment of elated happiness, when the nation itself seems swept away with the raw emotion of victory, let us remember that true victory is one’s spiritual victory in winning the pleasure of Allah. Let us keep in mind that leaders come and go, nations rise and fall, and one day, after having witnessed much happiness and sorrow, we too shall depart, leaving this world with only our deeds to show.

May Allah make us all beacons of light, calling people to the truth, and being a shining example for others to follow.

Yasir Qadhi

New Haven, CT

Nov 5th, 2008

 

Just plain beautiful and to the point, addressing everything, mashaAllah…


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