Monday, October 8, 2007

Muslim Women Bakra Idd Mubarak

its about 3.30 am, i am disturbed by a little muslim girl and her mothers picture ,as they come to my shop to beg, these are pictures i have on my computer unworked and no time to post …i am not very net savvy and find it difficult to upload to word press directly from my computer as i do at buzznet or bloggerspot.

so i have to post elsewhere and than copy to word press.

my new poem…is not to offend any one but a thought for change …atleast with regard to a better life of education and self reliance to the unprivilged muslim women…interpreting spirituality that makes life on earth wholesome too…for women particularly.

They spend millions
Slaughtering bakras
To appease Allah
We all agree
A hotelier
Will sacrifice
a lac rupee goat
money matters
to spirituality
on the roads
the muslim mother and child beg
Islamic born never ending tragedy
Women get a raw deal
Whether rich or born to powerless poverty
The mullah happy in his rhetoric’s
We all can see
Adding insult to injury
Zainabs rida a shame on
Islamic Umayyad history
A blessed fruit
of a the Holy Prophets
Family tree
This they reluctantly agree
Women were born to suffer
Allah ho Akbar
Is this not Islamic women’s destiny.
Should she die before she is born
To set her enslaved soul free
Motherhood thy name is adversity
Its not the hijab but the Muslim man
That robs women of her inherent modesty
She covers herself to hide her scars her wounds
With man not at all on parity
Muslim society
No remorse simply
Masculine Pride and Vanity.

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