Another one...

Here's another one by Sheikh Hitman..


Down with the Muslims
Down with Islam
Down with Muhammadism
Down with Terrorism

This is what you get to hear
Silently everywhere you steer
What can we do but shed a tear
We're not capable to defend a spear

You get several types of us
Ones who accept the cuss
Feel helpless.. then just... combust
And then there those who discuss
Those who don't know about the fuss
Faith is prone to rust

But Muslims got sickness
Skulls' got some thickness
No quickness
Just depressed
Filled with sadness

World's gone A.D.D.
But you've got the key
Be Proud brothers and sisters
You've got the Creed
We tend to disagree
But our hearts should be free
Of hate for each other's family tree

Don't go on a killing spree
You have to get down on your knee
And pray to the One and Only
Then Unite the Ummah into a family

As a Muslim you've got responsibility
You're a trustee
in His decree
Only He
can guarantee
Your safety
from the sea
of fire, ready to engluf thee

So don't be an escapee
Don't flee
Don't waste time in Virtual Reality
Trying to look busy
looking for a girly
Impressin lots who don't take you to a higher degree

You're a Muslim
This is not your cup of tea
You'll say: "What do you know about me?"
But let's see
Brandishing a goatee
being a vendee
at Versace
Riding a souped up S.U.V.
Listenin to musical MP3

Where's our Modesty
Do we realize our inability
To practice what we are required daily
We just need extensive therapy
to bring us back to Factual Reality

Oh Allah Strengthen our Eman...
Keep us away from Shaitan...
Unite us under Islam...

- Sheikh Hitman

Banned...

Haha.. So my good friend Furqan tells me he's banned from MuslimGlobe just because he had confronted the Admin about something un-Islamic he was doing...

This goes to show the poem Furqan wrote was true.. Not only that.. I've asked him to write something on how Muslims hate each other based on what their scholars say...

Let's hope something will come out soon.. But yeah.. I laughed my head off when he told me what the un-Islamic thing was...

Nice poem..

The world is on automatic drive
Time seems so alive
Life is too short to waste
Mankind will soon be replaced

History repeats itself again
Break free of their mind games
Do they have no sense of shame
No to them its all the same

We Muslims should be a different lot
But we got so many weak spots
Tryin to be like who we are not
All in the name of freedom of thought

We Muslims don't understand
They have nothing to do, nothing to prove
We have to face our Lord
We need to prepare
coz we have nothing in our hands

We're proud to bear the Kalimah
Expressing love for Sahabah
How much do we really put in action
of what Islam teaches but only a fraction

Claiming Prophet's love insatiable
but paradise is unattainable
with only love and no amal (actions)
Muslim is nothing but a label
this life becomes so questionable

Do we really need to survive
When we aren't able to strive
To pray to our Lord
For His love noone can afford

We Muslims cannot see
We have just one enemy
Disbelievers waiting for you to snap
To use your shoulder strap
But we fall into their trap
Petty fights between us
Time to put on our thinking cap
And then start to unite
Not on words
But only truth

There is no God except Allah
and Muhammad's His Messenger (SallAllahu Alaihi WaSallam)

By: Furqan aka Sheikh Hitman

MuslimHipHop

So Muslims have rappers... This is something new...

Check out MuslimHipHop... There are some really good writers there...

And here I thought Music was not allowed in Islam...

Thoughts

Sometimes you reach a point... you don't really want to look back.. but you have to ... coz you have to correct those wrongs...

Fame is shortlived... So is wealth... Why do we strive for it... Because both mean success...

We have our eyes closed to the World...
Evil persists because of the indifference of the Good...
We humans... we stab each others backs... why... for fame... for wealth... for love...
Time's come for us to diminish to dust... just like we were... in the beginning... we were nothing... and we will become nothing...
Insignificant...
Why is it that when we speak truth it comes out as being different...

Me... Cynical.. Don't think so...