A poem by dedicated to #mentalhealthweek
Today marks 54 years since Sayyid Qutb's martyrdom (rahimahullāh). Ahmed Hammuda recounts one of the most famous poems he composed while waiting to be executed.
Allow me to share a melody, a symphony of smoke screens and tyranny, Marginalising a people till they are left with no humanity, subject to abuse...devoid of sanity. A phobia widespread, filled with anarchy; poisonous rhetoric and barbarity, Cleverly disguised as a means to force agendas and the accumulation of…
If only she was nominated for the Nobel Peace Prize “Maezol Khan was a bright one” sighed the family of Chugtais ~ If only he could have his disfigured figure re-figured Too late for young Luqman, those deadly strikes the joystick triggered ~ If only she could fly to New York and hold Ban Ki Moon’s hand But young Ayesha lies deep beneath…
America and her allies have succeeded. They’ve finally found a reason to show their true might, Wiping out ‘extremists’ from the skies at night. With her coalition of Kings ridding the country of this terror threat. All of a sudden the whole country has to pay the so…
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