Ghetto Livin'

[sadia]

this is just to let all my bros know that dont loose urself and try to become like sumthing or sumone u are not.
remmber that ur a muslim and dont forget that no matter what.


It’s a constant struggle everywhere
How you look on the outside, they all seem to care
It doesn’t even matter if you’re born and bred here
Living all my 18 years of life, in a ghetto called Hackney
I grew up wanting to be known as more then just a paki
Everyday was hard as the next. One day a broken nose,
The other a stab in the chest.
They didn’t see beyond the color of my skin, the person I was within.
It didn’t even matter how hard I’d tried to fit in, the barrier was still there, which was my brown coloured skin.
I grew up wanting to be like them, the real British WHITE men
Yet some part of me knew that what I was doing wasn’t right
This was just another struggle to survive, and avoid yet another fight.
As I lie in bed, I still remembered my mother’s voice echoing in my head.

‘Don’t try to be like them, they’re not excepting you for you, they’re jus going to ruin you, remember what I say is true!’


I still remember that sunny April day, when my father was going of to pray
They surrounded him, taunted him that he should go back.
And began hitting him front and back.
He closed his eyes and everything went pitch black.
My mother came screaming out, telling them to leave her husband alone, they laughed at her and stripped her of her clothes.
Kicked her and punched her till she lay on the ground, still and cold.
They ran of laughing, thinking that they played the game,
But my life was never going to be the same.
No one came to their aid, yet the cowards stood watching, they themselves were afraid
And when the coppers came, they really didn’t seem too keen, I began to feel that this whole country was cruel, was mean.
So I left the place I knew, the place in which I grew
Held my hands to the sky, and demanded an answer from the most high
When on the way I saw a mosque
I went inside,
‘Welcome brother’ the voice greeted
I knew now, so I let out the sigh and returned the greeting,
I knew now… I was a MUSLIM within.

[Junna]

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Masha allah sis. A great reminder. Jazakallah for posting it. :D

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[Souljette]

WOWW..mashallahhh..did you rite dis by any chance ????/

[praying4jannah]

Mashallah. lovely poem. excellent one for the youth.. hu need 2 understand they they need 2 stay strong in what they believe.. and not to change for ne1.. for indeed they always have allah by their side. (inshallah)