I walk past a wayfarer,
Her attire soiled by muck and mire,
What distances did she traverse,
Where has she been, does she tire,
Her solemn gaze steals my sight,
There is wisdom in her wrinkled visage,
As she peers on into the night,
Whereto do you travel,
In this darkness with little light
I feared she would not answer,
For strangers often offer their spite,
She betrayed my fear,
And spoke her plight,
I visit the shores of Sirius,
I hear heaven is in the stars,
Lord of Sirius, I pray that it is not far,
I am told it is brought near,
To hearts that love and fear,
Hate the heartless but adore,
Strive to mirror greatness,
And more,
I speak words of a forgotten future,
Of Gabri-eel and Micha-eel
Of Jacob and Isra-eel,
Of Noah and Moses,
Of Prophets of Old,
Would that the fate of humanity unfold,
I am told, it would come in time,
In a world that would sing in sin,
And godlessness their hymn and rhyme,
In a world filled with baseness,
With no limit to their crime,
Let the heaven's withhold their tears,
For clouds of darkness reign upon its sands,
Deserts in the breasts of men,
for the sons of Adam no longer roam its lands,
Only, their flesh, with hearts cold from satan's hands,
Even satan now follows their lead,
The sons of Adam, nay, they are of a different breed,
God save these children, oh how I pity this seed,
That is now all but born, to soar to its Lord,
Now abased by the hands of its own deed,
Oh how we walk arrogantly upon its land ,
That by uncovering function that makes them grand,
God forgive this foolish band,
How it rushes to erase the authors name with his own pen,
But there are no limit to the letters of God,
And no limit to the foolishness of men
So let those who recognize glory ascend
the foolish will only live their lies and pretend,
I pray God forgives me and forgives them in time,
For fate spares no falsehood
and man, will surely plummet to his end
Destiny, I've been told, favors the brave and the bold--
Our self-will steering the course of our ship in a sea immersed in Gods waves'
The wind would seem to betray you, as you drift into forlorn Islands, only to find his treasure',
The waves, ferocious, as ever I tremor, the thought of salvation Keeps me a float
In a world, heavy as sin, you'd think It won't be long, before i drown, i sink
But Desinty, i've been told, Favors the brave and the bold--
How many men have drowned in waters, Where the torrents of evil neither soften nor quell, Their vigor as merciless as eternal hell.
But, the Lord watches over the Sea, Most Sublime and Glorious is He, Who knows the folly of man?
And knows the reaches of their souls Casualties of self-love, buried in hearts of coal in its bottomless pits, lightless, dark, and cold
Destiny, I've been told, Favours the brave and the bold--
How many a man, Seized by divine light Martyrs of the soul, Victors of life's fight
Their compasses set toward God, And so too the course of their flight Servants of the Most High
The Ever-Living, Ever-Present, Lord of Limitless Might Their wings, strands, of divine Glory and Praise
Subhanallah as their hearts sore and raise
Destiny, they've been told, Favors the brave and the bold--
They have recognized the heavens Are at the core, the nexus of their soul Nearer indeed, then the blood that pours Through their veins, The rise is imminent, for all that does not conform to his will, will ebb and wane
Let all bear witness, Let the revolution unfold
Destiny you've been told, Favours the brave and the bold.
[Abbreviated version, of the Spoken Word recording]
What is it all worth? Cyclical suffering, it seems since our very birth- we enter this world in pain, tears of a newborn soul-- an introduction to sorrow--the happiness that life stole. She was told of her impending death, adding more to life's gloom-- still I'd see her smile, even as death would loom. She'd cook, she'd eat, she'd love, she'd sleep, she'd even play a game or two-- to the point that I'd wonder if she forgot what death would do-- like what's the point in living if you were told death is coming, and knew
Its indeterminate the doctor said, cancer, and were' not quite sure when you'll be dead.It could be sooner or later, we can't cure you, it will surely grow in size, till it leads to your demise--I'm sorry Eve, as he stares into her eyes, three kind words but its as if the doctor lies.
How could he be sorry--he has no idea perhaps he means pity.
You see she is no different than you and i, except that she now stares at death right in the eye, while we blink and cower, even though death is promised to us all, and may come at any hour.
Her eyes betray her sombre reality. We spoke, we laughed, we lived and I could never so much as glean past the glee before me. What it is to live life knowing? Would the candles of our life still flicker?
Her candle is still alight.
She smiles still, even as death looms. Even as death is in plain sight.
Rest in God's peace.
(P.S. please recite the opening chapter of the Quran (fatiha) for her soul)
i wish you'd take a moment and smile, life is less than a frown and more than a smile, its a short journey, an hour perhaps a mile--- It feels like forever but really it only lasts a while, so look forward to tomorrow, with glee, a world of happiness and experience waiting to be---
so smile,
i wish you'd just take a moment to just smile,
I know God has great intentions and that no life is in vain, like the beauty of birth beyond the pain,
Smile, i wish you'd smile,
I know yesterday has its regrets but remember its just history, and tomorrow, is never set, it will always be a mystery,
so don't fret, just smile, happiness is in you, look no further than within, and go further when within
Wish you were mine from the start, Like heaven wrote our names on the Throne but time wrote us apart, I wish you were there with me, When my heart began to echo your name So I could, feel your warmth, and wonder, perhaps your heart echoed the same
I wish I knew your name from before, I'd whisper it under my breaths again and again, I wouldn't tire or bore, I wish I had known your visage, your face I would imagine it in all that I see, Like the world was to be found in one place
I wish but i wish no longer, Your heart's now nestled in mine And everyday its love grows stronger Lord, I wish you'd keep this love flowing, I'd rather live and love than die not knowing Remembering your name, as the The kernel of my soul remains forever glowing
Lord, light the candles of my heart, For of what value is life, i ask If you are not by my side, If I am not by yours, our hearts unallied And what of love? Bewitched by its snares Raptly staring into its eyes, as it stares
I would envisage all that is you in me, In everything that I see around, echoes of your name, permeations of your sound In search of true love, I would cleave our hearts open, Cleave to your love hoping
I'm a box of contradictions, inconsistencies, four-sided triangles and satanic inscriptions, psychological tsunami's, I'm a haven for prescriptions, prozac, promap, procrap, you name it, i took it, still take it, still suffering but they say i'll make it,
so they say, who cares, especially today, where there are no sides and some say there never were sometimes the words stream off my mind and my soul and sometimes they just slur, a lyrical cerebral blur, a reflection of Babylon as it locks its shackles in place, constricting my potential but nonetheless smiling in my face, giving me a glass of water assuring me that i'm more than just material cannon fotter but i'm unconvinced, cause its like we are lined up for the slaughter,
makes you wonder what the heavens were thinking, did someone miscalculate or have we pierced our own boat and now we are sitting there sinking, thinking, why is the water so cold, no one ever taught us to swim, why is the world so brute and the world so grim,
So we are there sinking, thinking rotting like so many nations before us, nations that bore us, I watched a mother carry her infant child, innocent grace, untainted face, exponential potential, all in one place looking into its eyes, i see hope in a child, willfully naive, i'm no stranger to this world, and i'm not easily beguiled but who knows
who knows what the future will hold, will its heart remain tender, human, or will it selfishly run cold, a box of inconsistencies, contradistinctions, and contradictions? i'll let God worry about the statistics for now, I am hopeful with every soul that is born and with every soul that passes my heart is torn
They say the truth knows no name, It journeys from stranger to stranger, land to land, Till its lost in distant valleys, and it's not known from where it came
It's softly uttered by the masses, Whispered between their souls, Till a time passes --where it is shouted Across canyons and rooftops and the Truth is told
It's like a gentle scent, That has just eased out of a crimson rose The scent is guarded by humble servants Who chose God, and whom God chose
They treasure it, vigilantly watching where it goes, lest its whiff is smelt by Foul souls-- For God knows, they cannot fathom its beauty For them the truth is foul, putrid, With no semblance to a rose,
They cannot bear its pleasant fragrance And are quick to mask its horrid scent They cringe their faces in disgust and are doubtful of what is scent They are doubtful of the truth, Who sent it, and its scent
But every so often, Every so often, their comes a dove, Whose graceful wings smell of the rose, Where so ever the dove flies so too its scent goes, But the hunters spot it and its scent, And so they line up in uneven rows, Casting their bows, toward the dove And its not long before it is met with arrows,
Soon the earth is drenched in red, And it is not long before it is said Why haven't the heavens sent their scent And man searches, to and fro, in distant valleys Wondering where the truth went
