Mafia_Gal Posted September 3, 2005 Qabiil Poem part 1: Its you who ruined our country yes its you Instead of thinking when judgment day would be due You and your friends were out there killing another man What you couldn’t see was it was the work of shaitan You were always talking about qabiil you were always too proud Insulting other tribes showing off your one out loud You didn’t go to the masjid or pray when you heard the adaan You never used to read or recite the holy quran This time your enemy kills you so you die Your family doesn’t know so there’s no one to cry Your family and friends are chewing jaad and getting high Your in your grave getting punished because you didn’t pray Infact you used to miss the salat every day But before you died your wife gave birth to a son Your family taught him all about the ''qabiil fun'' Guess what? he’s becoming just like you And soon he will do the things you used to do He’s a grown man now he’s no longer a kid But in the end isn’t it Allah who judges us for what we did? (undercopy right young_gal 2005) Qabiil Poem part 2: By the will of Allah your son becomes a pious man He spends most of his time teaching children the Quran In the masjid his part time job is to preach and adaan He is a devoted believer fearing the one up above As time passes slowly he falls deeply in love He asks her if he can marry her she says he can Word gets out her family find out his clan They don’t want them to be together Nor does his family either the girl feels sad and ashamed and for being ashamed she thinks she's to blame All because of her clan they wont accept her the pious believer never thought this would occur Every day and night the girl is on his mind he never knew someone could be beautiful yet so kind He prays to Allah to get his love back and to give him patience which he lacks The family decide to arrange the girl with her own clan she does not want this so she thinks of a plan if she doesnt marry her love she knows she will regret so she decides to marry him in secret she doesnt care about his clan and thats how their future began their love is like a delicate rose as time passes their love grows they are very close like the birds of a feather nothing else matters as long as they are together (undercopy right young_gal 2005) dont let go of some1 cos of what tribe they are!!!if u really love them u would fight 4 them..i know i would!! Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Cindrella Posted September 10, 2005 Mash'allah that was a nice poem sis! Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
