The End of Rotten Muslims ******************************** ‘Yeh kaynaat abhee naa tamaam hei shayad, Ke aa rahee hei dama dam sada-ey ‘Kun-fayakoon.’ ( This Universe is perhaps still incomplete, As the voices of ‘Kun-fayakoon’(become!) are coming continuously) ‘Iqbal’ ************ ********* ********* ********* *** As the unruly mob of the perverted Maulvi, With all possible means to debase Islam; Are forging ahead on the deadly prowl, To invent numberless faiths of their brand. As the success of their evil designs witness, The peak of the hatred , and fratricidal wars; The enemy applauding the Maulvi’s feat, While both play havoc in the Muslim world. In the midst of the dark and hovering gloom, My prescient sight and the divinity within; Are bringing the flashes before my eyes, Which make me shudder, as I give them words. The wails and screams are piercing the air, The world is littered with the heaps of dead; The flooded streams of the Muslim blood , Have made the ocean and earth total red. Like millions of chickens culled to check the flu, The Maulvi who vitiated the Islamic theme ; Being slaughtered on the streets in a ruthless way, To disinfect the community for centuries to come. The Royals and Heads of the Muslim land, Who made their peoples nothing, but slaves; Being dragged from their gorgeous resorts, And hanged in the open, for vultures to eat. It might look like the doom of Allah’s Deen , But it will augur well for the end of rotten Muslims; On the horizon now appears a burning flame , The Divine Message emerging with pristine force. The vast multitudes from across the world, Whose vision was blurred by varied biases; Open their hearts to the last word of God, Rush like the army of locust to their Lord. With reverential sounds of solemn trust, Resounding through every length and width; The huge crowds thronging Allah’s House, Bowing their heads and seeking His refuge. As they pledge their life to the eternal belief, Which for ages was eclipsed by a pack of lies ; Jibraeel is proclaiming from the heavens, Allah’s words , once brought to the earth. “Iza ja -aa Nasrullahe wal-fat-ho, Warayatannasa yad khuloonaa feedee Nillahey afwaja, Fasabbeh Be-hamde Rabbika wastagfirho innahoo kaanaa tawwaba.” ( When comes the help of Allah, and Victory, And thou dost see the People enter Allah’s Religion in crowds, Celebrate the Praises of thy Lord, and pray for His forgiveness: For He is Oft-Returning (In forgiveness) ************ ********* ********* ********* **** ( From my poetry book Voice of Heart) ********************************************* Dr. Mustafa Kamal Sherwani Lucknow, U.P. India sherwanimk@yahoo
Posted on: Sun, 26 Oct 2014 17:29:20 +0000
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