DATE: 02/23/2007 09:30:30 / MOOD: Angry
To the People of the World
This is the story that must be toldof an Iraqi baby, not very old.Lying in her crib one star lit nightHow could she know of those planes in flight?She lay there quietly touching her nose,Watching her mobile, wiggling her toes,Oohing and cooing, so sweetly is she,Talking to someone, who could it be?An angel is standing with her in the room.The baby is smiling, unaware of her doom.The crib starts to shake and the mobile goes round.And suddenly comes a most deafening sound.The ceiling drops in, in a second or two ...On top of her crib so she ceases to coo ...No one knows how long she lie thereWho thought about it? doesn't anyone care?Is she alive? is she dead? Is she in any pain?Now that you mention it, who knows her name?Her name is Amal. In English we say Hope.Crushed between the rubble,her tiny fingers start to grope.Where is my mommy? I love her so dearCome, get me mommy! It's dark in here!I'm scared and I'm hungry and I can't see my feet.There's blood in my mouth! Give me something to eat!Where is my daddy? Where's my big brother?It hurts when I breath! Where is my mother?!How long have I been here? Is this just a dream?I open my mouth, but can't even scream.That angel appears once again to my side,This time with a tear I plead Why have I died?Am I alone in my sufferings? No, there are many others.In our grief and our misery, we are sisters and brothers.Who are we? I ask you ... for what crime did we die?They're throwing a party! Doesn't anyone cry?!Is it True? Am I nothing?! How could it be?Don't they also have babies, just like me?It is war they say, of which death is part.How blind they've become, How hardened of heart.Did someone say hero? To whom do they speak?A victory claimed for killing the weak?!Why are they happy? Why are they proud?Don't they know that I'm cold in my burial shroud?!No war has been won; No ifs, buts, or maybes,They've Only Killed Babies!!!!Signed Me,An Iraqi Baby
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DATE: 02/23/2007 09:28:56 / MOOD: General
How do women fit into Islam? What is their fate?
This has been the subject of many a debate
‘for the believing men and women, is a great reward’
this is from Surah al Ahzaab, the words of our Lord
it can be seen from reading the Holy Quran
that a woman has some privilege over a man
praying is exempted during menstruation
here Islam gives women consideration
a woman after marriage becomes a wife
for nine long months she carries new life
during childbirth she is exempted to fast
Islam is against the burying of girls in the past
they can pray at the mosque or even at home
they may marry or divorce ,its their choice, their own
after marriage she can retain her old maiden name
and is rewarded for treating all her offspring the same
once they are married they should live pious lives
‘and the best men are those who are best to their wives’
Islam shows equality my sisters and brothers
don’t forget paradise lies at the feet of your mothers
women in the
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DATE: 02/23/2007 09:27:51 / MOOD: Annoucement
You only live once so sit back and enjoy
No time for sorrows so fill it up with joy
This way of thinking is totally wrong
Our total existence is forever long
Life is for eternity its stages are four
The first is in the womb, but hold on there’s more
The second is from birth until the moment we die
The third takes place in the place where we lie
Barzakh is it’s name until judgement day
The fourth is eternity and in heaven we pray!
The soul splits from the body at the time we die
Then with the angel of death, they both will fly
If the person is pious, the angel looks handsome
And the wicked will wish, that they could ransom
For the pious, the soul is taken on a piece of silk
Eventually, they’re in heaven with rivers of milk
The evil person’s soul is dragged out with pain
Then they know, their life was in vain
When Allah swt gives the order, the soul is returned
Either to a bed of paradise, or else to be burned
The soul is returned, while the family are grieving
And then he is questioned while his loved ones are leaving
At that time the person will be in such a state
He is asked three questions which determine his fate
He will be panicking, his heart full of fear
When he sees the angels, Munkar and Nakeer
He will be asked about his God, religion and what did he say
About the person who appears in front of him that day
That will be Muhammed SAWS, who can save us from hell
The pious will recognize him, but others won’t tell
After answering rightly they are saved from the ordeal
Of the torments of the grave, which to us seem unreal
Their grave is extended and in peace they stay
They will praise Allah SWT and continue to pray
A window of paradise is seen and they sleep in bliss
Whereas the unbelievers grave becomes hell’s abyss
Creatures are let loose on their fronts and back
Their graves close in until their ribs will crack
They are in constant agony until judgement day
Nothing will help, it will be too late to pray
They will know because of themselves, their future is wrecked
But they won’t have a clue what to further expect
For the believer , it passes like a good night’s sleep
His good deeds have been done, the rewards he shall keep
Judgement day will pass like the time for a prayer
At the speed of light he crosses the bridge, thin as a hair
And before he knows it, he is in paradise
Whereas the unbeliever, will be paying his price
This life is a journey, death isn’t the end
Real life goes on, so don’t just pretend
So prepare now, we’re not here to stay
Follow Islam, the key is to pray
Brothers and sisters take this advice
You’ll be proud of yourself, when in paradise!
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