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His eyes see nothing but truth. I think with the mind of the hawk. His mind is sharp and with concentration. I fight with the speed of the panther. His prowess is without compare. But I feel with the heart of humanity. It is the double edged sword, that allows me to feel pain. And allows me to feel joy. It is the greatest detriment. And my most powerful ally. A gift, it is. From the one who shapes my world. ALLAH. I do not rest from the evil of the world when I sleep. Verily, do I give it the chance to rage onwards, Without me as it's enemy. And when I arise from my slumber I see it come ever so closer. But I do not retreat. I will not surrender. I will only survive. That is my sole option. For when evil sees me It sees me as another victim. When I see evil, I do not even know it is there. But when I look it in the eye, Staring back at me from the mirror, It laughs. It is then that I do realize How much folly I am guilty of. And how much work is yet to be done. These poems were: Published originally in BICNews. BICNews is an excellent global news and Islamic feature service available through e-mail. Send your subscription requests to: bicnews-request@MailingList.net or check out its Internet site at http://ireland.iol.ie/~afifi |