Incredible spoken word poem about Muslims and British Values.
By Suhaiymah Manzoor-Khan.
A Must Watch
When we reflect
Often we simply cannot face ourselves.
The modern city walls are constrainingly grey,
Prone to obviating the prospect of the boundless sky,
Delimiting the perspective for profundity,
Dulling my perception to the duniya.*
Its system is like the sewer:
One looked upon the walls the ignorant and desperate had built.
The wall itself was building
Words upon words
Shouting, cursing, gossiping, sneering, and laughing
Hate and greed and profiteering from propaganda, lies and spin…
His companion then spoke gently
To finally bring the truth in:
“Assault [prejudice] at the (proper) Gate: when once ye are in, victory will be yours; but on God put your trust if ye have faith.”
A clarion call.
And the walls came down, a-tumbling.
Imagine a Chessboard, without pieces…
…or, a Dissertation, without a Thesis.
What if the Homeo had no stasis…
…the World’s weather no phases?
Try to picture the Arctic-Circle, with no Ice-Caps…
…and, all of the Animals extinct, not coming back.
Let’s think of a Planet without compliance…
…filled with hypocrisy, apathy and violence.
Be warned, these are realities yet to come…
…because, we forfeited Humanity being one.
1-God, 1-Destiny, 1-Purpose, 1-Plan…
…securing the welfare of our fellow man.
Just picture a cold Heart, with no Chambers…
…or, living our entire lives with just strangers.
Try to see in ya mind, Hustlers, without a grind…
…or, the 1-Eyed King deceiving & ruling the blind.
Let’s pretend that Poverty is at an end…
…that People selflessly give and spend.
Wouldn’t it be beautiful that a Woman didn’t have to sell her body, in order to seek a Man’s love…
…or, that a…
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“The rules for having a productive and insightful conversation across religious and cultural lines are not all that different than the rules for having meaningful interpersonal relationships.”1
I stand on one side of the space
– This “great divide” –
From the other, where stand you…
I, a part of my culture,
You a part of yours.
You see how representing our own we only ever appear
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