Buildings rundown
Liquor bottles fill
the ground
The depressed and
drugged out
Sitting around in
makeshift burial mounds
Muslim child
hold fast and
believe
For your Lord can
do as He please
Single hard working
sister
Never shedding a
tear
Making her prayers
in pairs
She knows who's in
charge of her affairs
No time to
complain, no time for the vain
Two male children
by her side
So she keeps them
close
Hoping they won't
get drawn into the
Life of this world
or worst
Ignore
their Lord
Muslim sister
Hold fast and
believe
For your Lord can
do as He please
A close group of
Muslim teenage girls
Reared to have
faith and to be among the chaste
Together
they face
Feeling
out of place, never fitting in
desiring to do
the things that they can't
Right
now
So they pray
collectively that
Right
now
Moves
faster
And Ummi and Abu
will get not one
But
two clues
to
What
they're going through
Times
are hard
Hold
fast and believe
For your Lord can
do as He please
Countless choices
to be made
Each
one outweighed by the next
Making them
more afraid
But
it's really just a teaching aide
A
life lesson to learn from