What's your name?
Abubakar salim bin jahedee
sorry sir you will have to step back,
****** hypocrites,
how does my religion connect to terrorism,
I'm just a tourist in your territory,
no doubt,
my fellow brothers who dress like me,
act upon their anger due to ignorance,
and the quest for freedom ,peace& justice,
Just see,
What a curious coincides that is,
-but does that make me a terrorist?
Islam's a religion of peace,
yet they propagate islam with bad image,
Which is a huge damage,
Who's involved in horrendous crimes,
Who oppresses mere harmless civilians?
When we retaliate the world begins to hate and
start generalizing,
without realizing what conspired,
-does that make me a terrorist?
Its we muslims who suffer from terrorism,
all around the globe,
Terrorizing and vandalising isn't islam heritage,
Impressed and obsessed you are with your TV,
believing the twisted storys as it gets to you with
no atom of truth,
Corrupted by silly illusions,
Apportioning blame on hopeless islamist
seeking for peace,
Do you still think i'm a terrorist?
Develop some form of reservation when you
call us terrorists,
I need not to speak through my nose,
before you know islam is against all kinds of
injustice,
-How can I be a terrorist then?
Innocent muslims die everyday,
In the hands of american soldiers
yet we are never part of the mainstream news.
No one cares,
Take a soul of an american citizen,
Then the whole world will point at muslims as
terrorist,
how tragic,
-does that make me a terrorist?
As a Reflection & manifestation,
Of an expression to the element of truth,
My Quran says,
you with your religion & me with my religion,
-does that sound like words of a terrorist?
I dress in the most noblest of form,
Yet you criticize me while you breed monsters
in your country,
Man to woman, woman to man all in the name
of civilization,
All these leaves me spellbound,speechless &
riveted
In loneliness and seclusion,
Reflect over the word terrorism,
And you will see it has no connection with
islam,
i'm a muslim not a terrorist.

Beloved wanderer,
What are you running after?
your external commitment to reach crassness is taller than a benevolent Tikbalang
you are quicker than its long legs to lead a soul astray
But my beloved,
where is your soul?
your Passion is non-existent
like an ondine, all you seek is an immortal soul to waste
on your blinded fate
on the woes you continue to create
and your petty blown up mates
a thick, bold flesh they’ll never extricate
surrounding the empty stems from which they originate
My beloved,
your eyeballs were so viciously extracted and replaced
with poisonous bile
your hellhound eyes are so vile
if one stares at them twice
they’ll be seized, and they’ll be sacrificed
and their souls disintegrate
their roots begin to decay
they merge with your spirits
and they aimlessly gyrate
around in circles,
my beloved, you **** the souls
dumping their bodies in holes
indulgent in mutilating the skin around your heart
vandalising your worth and claiming it's art
but my beloved wanderer
where is your drive?
where is your start?

Remember when I told you
My words are gonna hurt you
You never listen I guess what you see
Is true
We live in the world
Where guns
Actually ****
Ak47s shoot through
What’s real?
Ya’ll…. Gotta know
What’s in this?
All this ****** in
Misfit
Change the world
Make it better
Be the word
Live forever
Lyrics speaking through
Youths mind
Vandalising
What’s right?
Send good message
Put a rhyme
Punch those wackoes
In the line
Show how great
Powerful
We poets are
Show how we
Respect
The lives around
Make them know
We still alive
Let them know
The Saints
Arrived

Everyday i awaken and light streams to my eye
I think life is forsaken until colours start to defy
I breath in the air and look into the sky
I feel the texture of the earth start stroking the dry
My thought become clear my vision unblured
Who ever be my Shepard i conformed to the heard
But now with the knowledges i break silence with words
I glide threw life as i was a bird.

I take my home for granted get caught up in the antics
As my eyes turn slanted my brain runs frantic
Before i perceived the world as standard
Before i was disappointed and angered

But now im willing to share
Its clear its calm at peace no harm
At one with the earth no need for alarms
I breath in breath out. Touch the earth with my palm
Get one with my surroundings stretch out my arms.
Abolish the fear hold onto whats near
But look for the more
Nay rely on prayer start opening doors
Realise our earths potential stop vandalising with wars.

Before we came it was untouched but now it is butchered
We have amounted so much but the earth is now ruptured.