its hard to concentrate the neurons to make ikhlas cuz my iman is luke warm distracted by new songs
its weight on the heart is due for renewal while shaytan's duel is dualed to my own nafs's refusal
traitors cirumambulate me and my intellect's weakness amputate my ability to adulate thee
o Allah as my brothers and I type on keyboards, muslim bodies are discovered on seashores
the hope that You will indeed restore our dignity where it belongs/
on top of heads like arial sharon's/
valiant and daring like aryan throngs/
when they were praying your songs/
or like the avian storms /
that came on the ashab ul feel, the people of the elephant, they tell us we're not intelligent,
make our intelligence swords that pierce through their parlimentarian dorms/
.... bless us O Allah
and you are the most Clement