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Abu Talib
By: Sister Mardhiya
I
am hoping that this poem will not just liven our souls, but also teach
us a valuable lesson. In the words of Brother Ali Khalfan;
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To claim that at
the time of the prophetic mission there was not a single believer,
is like shooting in the dark. The possibility that there were at
least a few believers is more than the possibility that there were
none because the prophet himself was a believer and during his
orphanage he came under the umbrella of another believer ? Abu
Talib!!! |
Sun is hidden behind a thick curtain;
darkness engulfing the world is ascertain.
Slaves, weeping with pleas of mercy,
the barren land, in sight is hazy.
Wayfarers are robbed & brutally killed;
on the neverland, their blood is spilt.
No hand to grace an orphan's head;
a blow on their back is gifted instead.
But, with a warm hand and a gentle heart;
a man comes & pulls the curtain a part.
Shines brightly, the sun by his presence,
its light brings back to man his sense.
Its purity enlightens every dead soul;
in its house of mercy, every name he enrolls.
The brightness seen from a far sight,
for the light is Muhammad, light upon light !
The man with a gentle care and rank high,
who drifted away the clouds from the sky.
Abu Talib, is his blessed name;
to call him an unbeliever is a supreme shame...
In days of solitude, he stood aside,
helped Muhammad, and by his preachings did abide.
He supported him & guided him through,
Oh Abu Talib, May Allah reward
you!
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