My take on our issues through poetry

Friday, February 4, 2011

WAKE UP

My first piece I wrote years ago, but changed it a little after I was in med school. Enjoy!

Bullets made in the USA
 killing our mothers and fathers/
 our children crying cuz their loved ones gone/
suffering so much (that) their only hope lies in takin their own lives/
Aint no excuse for shooting an 8 year old in the head/
He was just getting some milk and bread/
 to feed his family and now he’s dead./
  Why?  (What did he do to deserve this , was he worthless) Why…


{Wake up and see what these people are going through, then you’ll realize (that) they need you too/ help these people survive the oppression… see what they’re seein, feel what they feelin…go do something…learn the truth and commence the healin.}


Kids got nothing to live for, their mothers, their fathers, their brothers, their sisters, all gone/
what do you do when life reaches such a state /
not even a full plate/
to eat cuz everything is so beat / another bulldozer taking down a house
 in Nablus cuz its worthless / again another family homeless, while you stayin at the Ritz/ causin fits to innocent people who cant even drink water in peace , destroyin them till they cease to exist/ yet they resist (yet they resist)

We got another war to deal with now and people still sleepin when we all should be speakin /to stop all this terrorism talk…do I have to write it out for ya’ll in chalk/ everyday they try and promote sovereignty/ their soldiers unjustly takin lives/ makin it hard for the innocent to survive/  {that’s nothing but hypocrisy}/they sought out to build democracy, but that idea seems to have blown away,/ is it cuz of ignorance…what a calamity……./ it’s a shame (isn’t it?) such a sad reality and they still have the audacity to blame us for all their problems/ where is the equality…

Have they already forgotten about the massacre they caused at Sabra and Shatila .. that was more than 30 years ago…today those mother’s are still cryin in the Holy Land/ their loved ones bleedin from the pain/ their children dyin/ yet they still tryin/ to bury them in the sand/ c’mon people we gotta join hands /then we’ll be able to work as one/ towards progression to eliminate this aggresion….and stop this oppression (stop this opression)

{Wake up and see what these people are going through, then you’ll realize (that) they need you too/ help these people survive the oppression… see what they’re seein, feel what they feelin…go do something…learn the truth and commence the healin.}

All this gotta make us stronger, yet our Ummah getting softer and weaker/ we gotta have faith in one another/ God shown us signs from the East to the West, North to the South/ take them as lessons and understand the seriousness of the issues.../  went to Med school to become a doctor, not a proctor/ make a better future/ heal the wounds like a suture/ just make sure they never rupture/ its upto us to wake up and tell the whole world the truth/ always keep faith in the ONE ABOVE/ keep showin HIM love/ only the LORD can rid us of these problems forever / so let us come and pray together


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