Our Beloved Nabi (Sallallaahu Alaihi Wa Sallam)

by Hafiz Imtiaz Kathrada

Years, Decades, Centuries...time had passed

Young, All, Old...were lost in the past

Vice, Evil, Sin...had spread so fast

A Messenger, Prophet, Saviour...was born at last

Sent as a guidance to mankind

The world's complication did he unwind

Our salvation, his day and night concern

The hereafter being the point of no return

Days, Weeks, Months...years have gone

Piety, Goodness, Devotion...changes have dawn

Peace, Love, Unity...mercy has drawn

Help, Guidance, Direction...a Saviour was born

His heart bore constant remembrance

His actions leading to eternal deliverance

His speech knocked at every heart

His finger split the moon apart

Poverty, Difficulty, Hunger...Patiently did he bear

Just, Righteous, Fair...piety did he wear

Concerned, Worried, Crying...always did he care

Striving, Efforts, Sacrifice...darkness did he tear

Peace, Harmony, Security...marked his presence

Disorder, Chaos, Danger...marks his absence.

An Nasihah, April 2003

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