Allahu Akbar — A Poem

Here’s a poem I wrote a few years back while bored on a 12-hour shift at work…

Allahu Akbar

What is to be feared?

The man with a beard?

The woman with the ḥijāb on her head?

Or when “Allahu Akbar!” is said?

But yet, you so tirelessly insist

these people are radical extremists.

You base perceptions only on their look,

But yet, know nothing of their Holy Book.

 

I grieve over life loss from a U.S. bomb.

I grieve over ignorance of Islam.

Christian or Muslim, we all seek the same.

To not be judged wrong simply on our name.

Also, while you’re at it, check out the beautiful “Call to Prayer.”