In Search of You…*

16-08-05

Where will I find you?
A human yet almost perfect?
That every part of you is admirable?
Every manner of yours is worthy of imitation?
Every character of yours scented with goodness?

You’re not a Prophet of God,
But the next best thing, likely heirs.

Why must you only live in fiction?
Why not show your living face?
Impose your sure footsteps in the passage of time,
And inspire the hoards gone astray?
Rescue the oppressed, punish the oppressor?

When will you come to light with your noble mission?
Like a beacon of light,
Showing the Prophets way, discarded by humanity,
Installing it in a practical foundation
Reviving Islam and Muslims once again?
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* dedicated to Ahmed Musa

In Search of Me

07-08-05

Am I a talent?
If so, I certainly haven’t been appreciated
Am I leader?
If so, I certainly haven’t been followed
Am I wise?
If so, I certainly made plenty of errors.
Am I foolish?
If so, I certainly did better than many.
Am I attractive?
If so, I certainly haven’t been sought.
Am I ugly?
If so, I certainly haven’t been spat at.
Am I outspoken?
If so, the things I haven’t said would shock you more.
Am I loyal?
If so, I certainly do not know to whom.
Am I focused?
If so, I certainly can’t recall my last goal.
Am I an anarchist?
If so, what are these shackles of conformity binding me?
Am I a revolutionist?
If so, why haven’t I changed deep within?
Am I a success?
If so, I certainly haven’t seen the fruit of my toil
Am I a failure?
If so, I certainly haven’t committed suicide.

What defines me?
What I am and not?
Why do you seek to frame me in your restricted conceptions?
Constricting boundaries?
Leave me be.
Let me mould myself in my unique image.
If you fail to recognize me,
Know that the loss is yours and yours alone!