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Jacob A Nov 2014
I was stuck in the depths of the night.
Never coming to see the light
Stuck in the depths of the night
Lingering in the depths of the night
Enigmatic figures standing everywhere
As I walk in the days of the saver
Their it was the final Enigmatic figure to stand in my way
I came near it with every step
Oh what a spine chilling step every step was
Now I have walked closer to the figure
Unknown of who or what that figure was
Sounds, unknown sounds to be heard everywhere
And every second I felt as if crying of what nightmare I'm experiencing
Why! Why am I still walking straight and scared half to death
YOU are because you seek the secret to the depths of the darkness
YOU seek the light in the darkness
YOU came to see the most purest light and being of them all
And YOU came to the darkest place of them all and knew it would be found their
Remember that you came to see
SEE what! Oh I ask! SEE what
I have been traveling here not to see but learn what is contained in the core of the night
AND now you have found it, the core of darkness
TELL me oh dark one, what is the core
The core is light
LIGHT, how is that possible, how is it that LIGHT  the core
BECAUSE my traveler you have come here to take my place and to restore what has been forgotten
WHY! why did you choose me to take your place
Because OH enlightened one, if no one take my place the world and cities will be destroyed and chaos will rule
ENLIGHTENED one, who and why did you...
Do you not understand
Have you forgotten why you have traveled into the core of the night
Come and ask me, if not, I am sure to have your answer because I showed the  path
OK, why have I traveled? Why did I venture? And I am sure you will have the answer, because if you don't I will tell you why!
But no, I am to curious of what your mind speaks
MY answer is; that I have come to seek.....
Exactly you have nothing to speak of, have I not said you would forget
Yes oh the seeker of the enlightened one
Tell me why I have come so that I must fulfill what I am destined for
You have come here to become the light, to guide the ones that make society
To guide them, to fix each one, to balance right and wrong, and too finally see why You have come here
You were born a successor
You were born to lead
You were born to finish
Finish the path of the previous ones
And to start a new path
Thank you oh seeker of the light
Thank you for noticing my aura
Thank you for choosing me to end your path and guide me to start anew
NOW IT IS TIME TO BE ME
this poem describes the leaders in the world, and how people that are leaders venture into the darkest places. And that no leader can become one until someone helps them find the right way
Jacob A Oct 2014
For your neighbors, lend a hand
Show them that you understand
They have rights we must protect
Show them kindness and respect
For your neighbors try to care
When they're troubled, help repair
Lend an ear and listen too
If they're worried, help them through
For your neighbors give a smile
Spend time with them for a while
Look after your neighbor's needs
And Allah will reward your deeds
Read please.
Jacob A Oct 2014
What a year was 570 AD
A person was born, a prophet to be
Muhammed (saws) that was his name
People were misguided and thats when he came
He would go on to leave all the idols behind
He is an example to all of mankind

Rabbi al Awwal the 12th, that was the 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 (ra) his father, had by then passed away
Leaving Amina (ra) 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 (ra) 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
Hazrat 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, they 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

While thinking there in the midst of the night
He heard a loud voice which filled him with fright
It was the angel Gibrail(as) who asked him to read
Our prophet couldn't and didnt 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 Hijrat took place
He then entered Medina, all by Allah's grace
He was greeted by the Ansaris who gave their salaam
To him and his companians,the Sahaba ikram

Then came the battles, which were 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
Read please.
  Oct 2014 Jacob A
Aron De Ro
A quiver at the lip and a silent gasp
For a brief moment your eyes gave heaven a name

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