If every slit of a heartstring,
Sin and pain lead me to this moment.
That each ounce of evil that tormented my soul would consequence to this occurrence, here, now.
Kneeling before my Lord.
Then I would happily go back,
and endure them again.
I would reach out to the knives that penetrated the firmness of my back
as a mother would reach for her child.
I would inhale the sweet aroma of pain,
as a fasting man inhales the fragrance of sustenance.
I would go back again, and again.
Journeying through the road of decapitated emotions,
if they lead me back to this….
By Ali R Ilyas
Regretful are we, that we cannot touch the deceased
At ease, our hearts would be, if this were so.
Though, she has past, forever lives on the love she left.
For she had a heart, that would shut out none.
Gone, is the warmth that touched us all.
But in Heaven, she lays, sending peace upon us all.
For, we didn’t just have one Mum, we had two.
So when she passed, we didn’t lose one person, we lost two.
By Ali Ilyas
[In memmory of my late grandmother, 19_ _ – 2010]
From God we come, to Him, we shall return.
A beautiful spoken word (video), by the Australian poet Kamal Saleh. (Inserted at the bottom.)
Below is a little something I wrote after watching the video.
We see death and destruction yet some how feel no pain, we see the blood drop from their veins, the young reared on meat not fit for consumption. Destruction of their lives, the cries proclaim the streets by days and nights, echoing like a call to prayer, Allahu Akbar, (God is great), Allahu Akbar but no one is there. To busy stuck to the screen, designer clothes and magazines, this is where we throw our wealth, in perfect health we lay, watch the Syrians pay, pay a price to be free, something that comes natural to you and me. Are we really Human? That we close our eyes, ears, hearts and mind to such agony. Are we really human? That we chase and care for objects rather than people? Are we really Human? We shed tears for cracked screens but close our eyes to cracked skulls and Dreams.
Enough of my dribble, below is the video it begs the question, that are we really human? Worth a watch!
Too often we make a mistake, we view this world in light of fairytales and biblical stories. The great war, the good against the evil, God against the Devil.
I realised this as I was sat in a room with American diplomats, within my breasts I carried this passion, this fury. Ready to divulge into the evil that spouts from Americanism, as I directed my thoughts to which they responded. I realised that it was me that was being close minded, viewing the affairs of this world as simply good and bad, failing to appreciate it’s true complexity.
Although their answers in this particular context were not satisfactory, nor did they lead me to change my position on viewing American foreign policy as unsavoury. But in thought of trying to understand a perception outside ones own, it occurred to me. The world is so much more complicated than Good vs Evil. Sometimes evil is used to achieve good, and good is disguised to do evil.
You can not simply end or bring about peace by simply adhereing to your own self perception of righteousness. To an extent, percieving yourself to be on the side of good, brings with it an automatic sense of superiority or superior morality. Naturally this will not sit well with the side you oppose, seeing them as inherently evil. You must appreciate that to the other side, you are ‘evil’ and they are ‘good’. Just like fear, this narrow approach stems from ignorance. Life is more complicated than black and white or good and evil, we must not get lost in its complexity, to achieve this, we must keep our minds open and our hearts sincere.
We must attain a sense of purity. Which is not someting found in sexuality or naivity. It’s within our very breasts, tucked away within our heart.
We must use this, to navigate ourselves through the complexity of what is good and what is evil.
“But perhaps you hate a thing and it is good for you; and perhaps you love a thing and it is bad for you. And Allah Knows, while you know not” [Qur’an]
Sometimes I find hard to breathe.
Sometimes I find it hard to see.
I can’t cope,
Until I feel God.
Next to me.