Saturday, 15 October 2016
Saturday, 1 October 2016
Eyes that pierce and dance in a singular breath
Skin that shines the moonlight
Speech stronger than Malala
The Muslim warrior is born in North America
Not afraid to speak to power
Full of artistic splendor like the nightingale
The gesture to share on the shores
The willingness to breathe new life into Faith
This inner light
Coming from the mountains of Kush
More beautiful than Borealis
It's the pink a feminist is sometimes afraid to don
The coconut warrior!
Friday, 30 September 2016
Caribbean Muslim Convention 2016
People of Queens
Gathered under God
What a delight to eat cassava pone
And listen to Moulana Shafayat!
People of Princess town and Corentyne
Gathered under the American flag
What a delight to have dunkin’ donuts
And relish Melinda Katz and Dr Quick in one breath!
People of Roots and volunteerism
Gathered from masajids and cliques
What bliss to savor yummies and ice crush
And to eat and pray with Dr Shabbir and the beautiful hijabis of Ehsan Academy!
People of Allah
It was the best experience ever!
Your love is unconditional,
And I propose a cruise to the Islands for the next Caribbean Muslim Convention!
Saturday, 17 September 2016
Tuesday, 6 September 2016
Thursday, 1 September 2016
Longing for the aspirant childhood dream
That dances in my nocturnal journey
I prayed for the exotic union
Laid bare on the altar of Essequibian love
As ebony is enriched by the beauty of love
The waters so dark shed its inhibitors
Like the inhabitants of Paradise pure is the desire
One stroke in a thousand years
Love through faith
Love under the raining rooftops
In the waves that musically awaken buried passion
Like Damon and Cuffy
A revolution within is born and dreams lived again!
Passing each other
One from New York the other in Toronto
Although they knew each other
It took fifteen years and a cousin to line the stars
Now what was a call on CIOG dinner day
Turned out be a flirt with love and now down the aisle a few months after
How coild a girl with a mind of her own surrender?
A girl unconquerable by any other?
This is what love does
Breaks the bones of stubborn resistance
Softens the heart of bitter stoics
Makes a man leave the big apple for the apple of his eye
So fasting and prayers is the new Gucci
Smiling under those stern eyes she lives
Love that gives faith power
Is like pious Ali never deserting Fatima, not now nor ever!
Friday, 26 August 2016
They say hell is falling in love across the Atlantics
Not everyone gets the Titanic love story
But falling in and out
Like the waves that bond them
Daryl couldn't keep his eyes off this Canadian beauty
Sam determined to marry the one of her heart
She travels to the land of the hummingbird
He lives up to his promise
No more digicel and Skyping through dinner
No matter the difference of culture
Faith in love knows no barrier
Yusuf and Zulaikha
Muhammad and Aisha
When tradition meets love
A union so blessed that the Kaba makes the dua!
Monday, 15 August 2016
He signals the cross and raises his head to The Most High
Smiles with confidence after 2 golds why not
On your mark get set
And faster than light the Bolt won 3rd gold!
Touching Andree and flying Olympian style
He cheers on his fans with such sportsmanship
The air waves are crackling
Hussain Bolt is the fastest on earth!
Jamaica green flag flying
The stadium rises and our Caribbean hearts swell
Another Garvey, another Marley
He signals the cross and lifts his head to the sky smiling!
Usain Bolt Don Anderson
Friday, 12 August 2016
A year has passed and the wounds are still bleeding
You moved on beyond the walls quickly
That smile and laughter still fresh in our minds
How can we forget the joy of your face?
How can we not want to spend the birthdays together?
When will this troubled heart find ease?
You flew away with life's wonder!
Under the moonlight and into the sunset
Your every ounce of kindness shines brighter
People who knew you say she was indeed a beautiful woman
Few are remembered this way- you were everyone's mother!
The prayers you taught me
The pursuit of happiness you empowered me
The sacrifice for education you gifted me
I have nothing to return except these frail hands clasped in prayer!
I love you mommy!
Thursday, 4 August 2016
In high school they fell in love
She would add his name to hers
Not knowing but believing he would marry her
After ten years and many red moons
She marries him behind bars
The tears her mom shed were more interesting
She waited till now to see who is this chap
And the vows will blow you away
He took his time to remember her each virtue
Never forgetting Allah in the opening promise
What a virtue marriage is when found on love
When someone believes in you even if you are 'bad' as bad can be!
Dedicated to Malcolm and Rudelle whose nikah I had the privilege of performing.
Saturday, 30 July 2016
I first heard of your story
Riveting people's heart with your tattoo's and angry looks
Now prostrating in front Allah
You claim you cannot do this to anyone lesser than the Almighty
Nowadays I watch you in awe
Smiling and embracing, washing away all the abyss of hatred
Convincing others on the block
While haters wonder what about this non white religion
Making Gucci clothing dyed and styled from tattered patches
Loving the style of Sunnah while tats don't bother you ever
Everyone gets hit on
But Aziz is the beacon of strength among lifers
I wonder where this is going
People come and go always
But Ramadan and every day living is one for this inmate
Abdul Aziz is the slave of the Almighty power!
Tuesday, 5 July 2016
As a matter of fact, the highlight of the evening was the presence of Syrian refugee families, celebrating their first Canada Day. They are on record with Rogers TV saying in Arabic that they are thankful and thrilled to be part of such a great country!
Saturday, 18 June 2016
My father was so proud of Cassius Clay turned Muhammad Ali
I don't ever remember him being a fan in Guyana of any thing
But that stayed with me until I met the Greatest in his works and action
I realized that we have to go down one day to the ringer
I know that Ali will live even after 100 years in our hearts forever
The things you taught me you would never know
But so many times I wanted to quit until I heard your story
Standing up to established racism you did it for everyone
You made sure your name sake was not walked upon even if it would be fame
While you signed away pamphlets to let them know of Him
You taught Laila the meaning of hijab like modest Fatima would have received
When the world was bashing away color
You stood up and reminded them that the Greatest was American and Muslim like apple pie
I saw the trembling but realized from your funeral the heart trembles even more
How could you not be in Heaven when that's why you lived for
My people gets hurt every day
I see mothers wipe tears off for a repeat tomorrow
I cry on shoulders of those who can hardly be stronger
I lost so much but with Ali loss is gain- what a beauty my Champ was and is!
Saturday, 28 May 2016
Buxton Spice at 50!
50 years since we pulled down the Union Jack
Flying high the Golden Arrowhead
Who would believe that the sweat blood and tears
Drenched the sugar plantations
Would produce such sweet Guyanese- more 'foreign' than at home
They said you will always depend upon the Masah
But you forget we are the El Dorado and the sons and daughters of Kaieteur
We made history with cricket and minds like To Sir With Love
They said politics destroyed our nation
See how Cheddi, Burnham and Rodney took positions
But you know our richness is in the six races
And from Fiji to Nunavut Guyanese singing Not A Blade of Grass
Because not even the Pope or the Grand Mufti knows
What makes our Interfaith secret such a recipe of love
So don't bother about how sordid our lives are
Stop taking away our future from our children's eyes
The fruits of our ancestors' labor
From slavery to modern indentured economics
Lalbahjee and Buxton's martyrs; no first our Amerindians
No more racism, no more exploitation
Never again, never in vain!
Cheers to a century!
Friday, 22 April 2016
Two are better than one.
Irations and Itations
They say it's water under the bridge
Signing, hiding, running around, not knowing
And then a Bridge across nations!
Got go see the inmates,
Not less love and more computer cravings
But chaplaincy is about 'washing the feet'
For us in Canada it's all about multiculturalism
I honor Pierre Allard
The numurous heroes since the 60's
I pray we don't stop at reporting
And cherish this gift like One Love has done since the 70's!
Tuesday, 29 March 2016
Friday, 4 March 2016
I met a stalwart in Yaad
She researched the Musalman of Jamaica
And saw the Prophet, owbp, during ziyara
This is a powerful story I live by
When I visited Juma hole in Accompong autonomous country
And we prayed Zuhr in the valley
It rained for an hour
This time round the Chief of Flagstaff
Yusuf AbdulMalik is proud of his heritage
He ensured the celebrations are Islamic
I felt light in the presence of one whose vision is Prophetic
Travelling up the hills of St Elizabeth
Overlooking the mountains cascading down to the sea
Is a beautiful masjid building
Omar Prince and his farm is about to relive Cudjoe's dream
High on the grounds of Trelawney
Buried under the heap of blood, sweat and tears
Are my ancestors who freed themselves from tyranny
They prayed in the night tahajjud while compelling the enemy
Returned to Sierra Leone through Nova Scotia
Like Harriet Tubman undergrounding from America
Little Moses of Jamaica was Nanny but her name was Sara
Malakukta and AsSofa were the names of their new found Medina
Like Timbuktu of Mali
Knowledge was key in their powerful endeavour
Muhammad Kaba left behind scripts in Arabic
They taught each other the secrets of Othman Dan Fodio
I lived with the Maroons just a few days
It felt I returned to my Roots of Yoruba
I ate from the plates of sweet ackee and curried goat
I felt I lived in the hallow corridors of the Companions of Sufa.
This story of the Maroons
A beautiful people with textured hair and sunshine color
Whose history remains a myth
Is the story of Mansa Musa's treasures, living in the West Indies.
Thursday, 18 February 2016
Hafiz Patel a leader of Islam
To you forever Salam
Nevermind our patron was originally of India
His leadership extended from England to beyond the Americas and even Africa
A scholar of the religion and unique human
I have not seen a closer replica of a divine mystic ever
With a passion unmatched
I sat in his company countless times unattached
The constant reminder to be the Ambassador of Islam
To imitate the Honorable Prophet
And leave the luxury of home to strive in God's Path
A true Inviter of Ummahhood
My mentor after a year in the Path of Allah in India
Hafiz saheb insisted I return to Guyana
Travelling together in South America
His smiling ask of me was always
Habeeb become Allah's Beloved!
Followers in every department of Deen throughout the world
A devout servant we have lost
In the Hereafter his investment in us millions perpetuated
Wednesday, 6 January 2016
Merry Mixing wedding
I was invited to participate in an inmate wedding ceremony. He had accepted Islam inside. Finding a partner through the pen pal service was his lucky star. The bride is Christian. She was full of joy and beauty on this sunny winter morning.
The Rev Chaplain organised the event with the services of the Town clerk to preside over the beautiful young couple.
I concluded with the blessings of the Islamic marriage. The witnesses were the mother of the groom and the groomsmen.
There was a camera for pictures. We enjoyed lots of laughter after the benedictions because I said the groom may now have his halal kiss!
I thought I will pen these verses.
Waiting in queue
Not knowing whether fate will find me a mate
I had changed faith but not fate
I met the most beautiful inside bars
Today my years of wait is over
I only desire to make her my queen and my baby a princess
How can I not be thankful?
How can I turn from being faithful?
My mother beside me on my worse and best days
The snow will come no matter how late
The sun will rise no matter how cloudy
Love will find you no matter your color or crime.