The last shaheed

[MinAhlilHadeeth]

I actually wrote this!:okay:

The last shaheed


As he sets out of his door
His goal still far
With one mission on his mind
To please Allah


As he looks to his left
He sees injustice and plight
And the same he sees
As he looks to his right


He cannot stay
In this kaafir land
Where hypocrisy is abundant
Like grains of sand

His money and health
He shall generously give
To fight for the Muslims
So that they may live

If he is killed
What does he care
This life is a test
And he has lived his share

The Munafiqs are confused
And cannot think
In their worldly pleasures
They shall slowly sink

When they are asked of
Chechnya, Iraq or Palestine
They simply say
‘What business is this of mine?’

But he is different
As their calls he hears
He cares not of Munafiqeen
Only Allah he fears

For Him he stands
Brave and tall
And it is for Allah
That he dies and falls

And as they pry the sword
From his cold dead hands
And his head lies softly
On the golden sand

They gently shut
The lids of his eyes
And cry the tears
Of when a martyr dies


By Moi

[Ghazi]

:sl:

Good poem, the title had me worried for a sec I thought "last Shaheed" as if shuhadaa was limited lol.

[MinAhlilHadeeth]

Lol no. I don't know why I called it that. I wrote this when I was 13, i think. When I first started practicing Islam. So quite a few years ago.
W'salaam

[hidaayah]

:sl:
Masha'Allah excellent sis! ;) jazakallahu khayr

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[MinAhlilHadeeth]

Wa iyakkum!:)
W'salaam