We Love Him

We Love Him

No matter what they say

No matter what they do

It cannot outshine his stars

We love him more than we love ourselves

Even unbelievers love him for his character 

They love him for his trust

They named him Al-Amin

We give praises to him

Every second of our lives

His love is part of our blood

Let them know that we love him

Great scholars and powerful leaders of the world

Attest to the quality of his leadership

To them Islam’s position and power

Came through his simplicity

Modesty and love for his people

Our heart shed tears

From the venom of your inhuman acts

And senseless voices

In the name of freedom of expression

Let them know that he is untouchable

Tell them that we are so fanatical

When it comes to him, the praiseworthy

I wonder

I always wonder their joy behind

This insult

Can it be for economic reasons?

Or it was for political reasons?

  He lived with them in peace

He didn’t abuse their religion

We didn’t stop them from practising it

He shared their happiness and pain

Is this movement an act of terrorism?

We know your position about us

We know your feelings about us

Just because of him, Muhammad

Muhammad will remain ahead of you

The world will continue to love him

His deeds will continue to spread

Like a bushfire in the jungle

Of nonbelievers

And we will, Insha Allah

Die with his name on our lips

Muhammad Rasulillah (SAW)

10:57pm

25^th September, 2012

In a Global Age

A period of saturation

That claimed to be balanced

In humanity and regulations

To separate the grain from the particles

And understand the brutality of selfishness

A period of knowing the essence of living

Even our animals learn to live in peace

Wars and fights to be an old passion of struggle

When pens and negotiations take the floor

Education for all seen as a symbol of life

Sane and civilisation shielded humanity

People interact as a family of humanity

Contentment with the little they have

Alas, in the global age

Neighbour fights neighbour

Education is denied for the neighbour’s children

Wealth and poverty dance in the same home

Love and peace were chased by the global cane

The heart of humanity was corrupted

In the global age

A mother poisons her child

In the dirty game of power

A power that gives pride and affluence

Even the regulators of humanity

Pretend and close their eyes

And place their hands in global desires

Never mind the consequences

The river of false information

Runs in the streams of our media

Confusion upon confusions

The stars of trust are dim

And life has become an illusion

No one to trust

In a global age

Life should be good

Leaders must be just and truthful

Masses to be loyal and obedient

We should understand the essence of living

Humanity is about reason not madness

Global age is about peace and development

Globalisation shouldn’t be for marginalisation

It shouldn’t be for war and deception

It should be for peace, love and dialogue

It should be the new trade by barter

27^th January, 2012

Do Your Best

(for ANA Kano members)

I know that life is history

Man will not escape his fate

Those who came before us

Were in the shoes of life

With history written in gold

The people who fought

Not because of hate

And guard not because of love

But for our dear country

The country I am proud of

The jewel of the savannah

Nigeria of Africa

When it is good for many

No power to make me bend

No love to make me blind

I balance all, to do the best

As my heroes were challenged

I knew that I will not be spared

Being a soldier, a scholar or a poet

History will repeat itself

So do your best!

09/03/2012

05:07pm

Hawan Sallah

A day of traditional decoration

Studded in turbans and Alkyabbas

Horses of different colours

Hakimai ride in diffrent styles amidst adoration

As a rainbow in the sky

It is your day Yanlifida

You should sing and shout

The ancestral praises

The sky and the earth vibrates

As Maitafari and his clique approach

Their guns echo with dust

Maza sun danno

The Emir and his horse

Shielded and covered from the Sun

With a big umbrella

His dogarai chat and greet

Gyara gaba, gyara baya

Sarki ya gaishe ku

It is Sallah day

The Durbar of Hausaland

25^th October, 2009

03:40pm