al-istiqamah
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Forcefully suppressed, long and hard
Burned and charred with total disregard
Buried so deep, you would think it extinct
A legend, a fable, once distinct
Under the surface it boils away
Never revealing night or day
Rumbling and grumbling it grows in intensity
Roaring and thundering with maximum ferocity
Erupting forth with might and power
Vanquishing falsehood within the hour
Over time its fury will relent
Showering with mercy those who repent
Buds of piety, again will grow
As truth and justice begin to flow
The poem is evidently about truth; it can never be totally eliminated. The more it is hidden, the more it is sought after. The more it is suppressed, the greater the pressure for it to burst open.
The idea is portrayed via the metaphor of a volcano. Under the surface it boils away unknown. Then it erupts and causes chaos, but after the initial chaos it nourishes the land around it, making the soil rich in minerals. Due to this the land is fertile and green - thriving with life.
The poem is written such that it reads like a volcano. It begins gradually, then the pressure builds, thereafter it erupts and finally it is pleasant.
Written by an imprisoned Muslim; from one slave of Allah to another….
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