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Friday, December 5, 2014

Muhammad (saws)
What a year was 570 AD
A person was born, a prophet to be
Muhammed (saws) that was his name
People were misguided and that’s when he came

He would go on to leave all the idols behind
He is an example to the whole of mankind
Rabbi al Awwal, in it was a day
He came to this world to show us the way

He was born in Mecca , the holiest place
A life full of challenges he was to face
Abdullah, his father, had by then passed away
Leaving Amina, his mother, in her arms he lay

Haalima Sadia took over his care
Until he was six, our prophet was there
His mother then died, he was left all alone
Abdul Muttalib, his grand-dad then made him his own

When our prophet was nine, his grandfather died
Abu Talib, his uncle, became his new guide
In his 20′s,a merchant Muhammed (saws) became by trade
Al-Amin,(the trustworthy) became his grade

Khadija(ra)aged 40, became his bride
He was 25, with her by his side
To the poor, she gave away all her wealth
A dedicated wife in sickness and health

360 idols in the Kaaba, there were at that time
Our prophet realised that this was a crime
He would go to mount Hira, leaving behind his wife
Reflecting and wondering about the meaning of life

Whilst thinking there in the midst of the night
He heard a loud voice which filled him with fright
It was the angel Jibrail(as) who asked him to read
Our prophet couldn’t and didn’t take heed

The angel embraced him and then asked him later
Read, Read in the name of the Creator
Who created man from a drop of blood
Our prophet couldn’t read but at that time he could

Our prophet rushed to the path straight ahead
He heard a voice from the heavens which said
Muhammed(saws) truly you are the messenger of God
Muhammed (saws) was scared and thought this quite odd

‘Praise be to God’ his wife said instead
”I know you’ve been chosen as God’s messenger’ she said
And thus Khadija (ra) became the first woman of islam
And over the next 23 years came the revelation, the Quran

He preached to all people, every creed, every race
Yet so many hardships he had to face
There were fears for his life, then the hijrah took place
He entered Medina, by the Almighty’s grace

He was greeted by the Ansaris who were not like the others
they treated the muhajirs like their very own brothers
Then came the battles, fought face to face
Then the conquest of Mecca, Muhammed (saws)’s birthplace

An Nasr was revealed, it’s message was clear
Muhammed (saws) knew that his time was near
Everyone gathered to hear his last speech
little did they know how far Allah’s message would reach

Muhammed (saws) gave us the miracle, the Quran
And now a 1/4 of the world follow Islam
He is our role-model, the best of mankind
And has left the Quran and his Sunnah behind

Read the Quran as much as you can
The words of Allah(swt) for the guidance of man
And follow our prophet’s sunnah, when eating and dressing
And send him salutations and many a blessing

He came to mankind to show us the way
And Insha-Allah, we’ll meet him, we’ll meet him one day


By Readnow1978

1 comment:

  1. Loran, what you talking about? It's a great poem, what you thinking about and writing here? You need to find out more what is a poem and what about it!

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