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Salaam
I can't believe I didn't share this one with youz. tsk tsk! 'ere you go!


If anyone wanna continue this one, you're more then welcome to, but the chorus gotta stay the same and it's gotta be connected (read on to figure out what i mean)

life or life


How long more we gonna have to take their torture and spying
My niece bleeding dear God, middle eastern cousin crying
Palestinian sister don’t even make a sound no more
They hurting us real bad ya Allah!!
I stand up for You; I stand up for Your Deen
I stand up for what You said, what You told me to believe in.
I stand up for my Creator; I stand up for the Truth
They still crashing us, they raping us those taghout

(reffering to God)
You’re the one I run to
You’re all that I got
You’re the one I turn to
Please make it stop!!!!

*****

I’m a street kid, a 11 years old boy
I hate this life I hate it with all my soul,
I hate mum and dad with all that I got
The more bruises I got, the more I fallen behind
It hurt me to speak, it hurt to think
Is there a place on this earth for those of my kind?

School didn’t make sense so I stopped going
Home turned into a torture place, so I stopped coming
The street became my parent, it taught me a lot about life
The River became my sister it showed me that there is Afterlife.

One day I was out as usual, as that’s where I could ever be
I asked a stranger for a dollar, just to kill the hunger in me
She turned away, just like everyone else did...
Is there a place on this earth for those like me?

I met some kids whose stories were the same
Parents simply abandoned them
Didn’t care what happens to them
It was all a matter of pleasure for them
and what came afterwards could be thrown away...
their hearts were rock hard, made of dirty clay.

What kept them going is faith in God and that there’s heaven
Where God would one day take them
Where they will never be dying of hunger
Where they will never get a nasty fever
Where they won’t be in need of their parents
yet a place where they’ll feel love forever.

We started hanging out, we belonged together
We struggled every day, to get some bread and water
Some days we would be dying of hunger
Strangers passed by, with dirty looks like spears
that stabbed through our hearts;
but we stood up, not letting the fear
creep inside us, to make us shed a tear.
And you can’t out here in the wild!
The moment you break down, someone’s on your back riding,
there’s people out here waiting
for you to crumble down and give up
for you to lose it, to back up,
so they get the satisfaction of laughing,
so they get to break all you been building...
That’s how life treats you out here
But the street never let us down like mum and daddy did
The street was always and will be our parent for life
our sister, the River, sent us where there’s people like us

I was never worth anything for my old ones
But do they know that they are the ones who made me this way
Do they know that if it wasn’t for them I wouldn’t end up this way
Do they know?
Do they care!?

You’re the one I run to
You’re all that I got
You’re the one I turn to
Please make it stop! Make it stop!

Dear cruel world
When you read this, we’ll be long gone
7 of us kids will be on our way home
You won’t bother us no more
We’re going to a place where there’s no life struggles
There’s no war and evil individuals
There’s bread and there’s water
There’s love and there’s care
There, our feet will never be cold or bare.

Before we left we made a prayer
A prayer for the street, for never leaving us
And a prayer for the River, for being ready to embrace us
When no one else wanted to...

We’re going to a place where we belong!

*****
You’re the one I run to
You’re all that I got
You’re the one I turn to
Please make it stop!

I’m a 17 year old girl, living in a war zone you probably heard....
No I KNOW you heard me scream
But you have never done anything
All you do is cry when you see me on TV
All you do is dream to help those like me
But you’ve never lifted a finger, not even for charity
I just hope He’s made your life easy
I just hope you never have to run away from those sleazy
bastards, who’ve apparently come to help us
Haha what a joke, help us!?
More like rip our souls and kill our loved ones.
I hope you have it good!

You’re the one I run to
You’re all that I got
You’re the one I turn to
Please make it stop!!!

They hit me once, twice, so many times
Blindfolded me and dragged me across the line
They tortured me some more, til I made no sound
It hurt real bad, but I turned to You ya Allah
When I woke up I didn’t know where was I?
What happened? I heard crying sounds
She was sitting in the same cell... my God!
What did they do to her, I dare not ask how.
Later she said they raped her once, raped her twice, o so many times
They hit her hard, they hurt her bad, but they couldn’t kill what was inside.
They killed her mum, her brother and sisters, took away her dad and buried him alive
I didn’t dare speak, I didn’t ask why...
tears were drowning me, drowning what was inside
I couldn’t believe the firm belief she had in God!
With all the sorrow she felt inside,
she still stood up and bowed down,
without thinking twice what kinda God???
As for me I couldn’t decide,
is there or is there not this God?
Why is He letting us suffer, after the belief we put in Him,
O how hard I want to believe in Him
I wanna turn to Him
I wanna ask Him
I want Him to save me...
Take me to Him and away from all this pain
Please God, crush down those bars and chains...

You’re the one I run to
You’re all that I got
You’re the one I turn to
Please make it stop!!!

*****

My name is ********, a revert to Islam
I like to read the Book of Allah
I don’t know what is it about it, but it calms me down
When I read it, it talks to me and reassures me time after time
I can’t describe in words what it feels like to embrace Islam!

I became Muslim a few months back
I wasn’t searching to be right honest
Islam came to me, uninvited
But it wasn’t one of those guests I turned back.

The story was different with my folks though
I was **** scared to tell them, due to the rubbish that media blows
But dad found out, when he ran into me with the hijj on
I was just hanging with my girls down town
It was like “whoa o no, here comes trouble, imma be kicked out!”
As it happens I was too right
The moment I stepped through that door, BAM I got booted out.

I wasn’t too worried!
I was expecting it, so I left smiling
Not because I was glad to finally leave my folks
But coz of the two faced people.. the irony.
You see a while back, I was real messed up
Doing drugs was a daily thing.
A bit of vodka and pull a bit of weed
Folks saw it as an ok thing,
just another thing a teen goes through...
Lucky I found Islam before I got proper messed up.
Went down town for some pro help
the peepz were real nice, truly wanted to help
they said i will need to be patient, it might take a while
they said i had the determination but was really hooked
It wasn’t easy but trust me when I say
I killed the cravings by reading the Book.
And my folks, look what did they overlook
yet somehow to them Islam was still a terrorist group!

I love Islam!

You’re the one I run to
You’re all that I got
You’re the one I turn to
There’s no God but God!
There’s not God but God!

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cheers!! i really love it too. alhamdulillah!