Connecting with the Umma In space and time, Prostrate in prayer Contained and comforted By the mosque’s sanguine light, The ordered lines of acolytes In reverential rows. All herein was ordered and controlled, Gender’s appropriately separated, The air devoid of ****** musk, All done correctly to dusty text.
Outside, oh outside, is chaos The kaffir engaged in godless behaviour Flesh exhibited in defiance of god’s Thousand clearly expressed rules Remorselessly recorded within The rippling shadows of sand. That unknown form sitting in judgement In a heavenly court, unseen and oblique, But remarkably like the courts of men.
Tainted thoughts of the unbeliever- Intimate touches in the moonlight, Caresses in the sunlight Laughing, singing, and drinking, Unaccustomed to strict religious Contemplation, the rightful punishments That occasion neglect. The serpentine gaiety unravelling his solemn mind. He held his throbbing Head as he released himself from prayer; Walking outside the women’s exposed flesh Gave him murderous ideas.