The Hater
When I was born I knew no faith,
I knew not religion, I knew not hate
I knew not colour, I knew not creed
People were simply people to me
And as I grew I began to see
People of a different colour from me
That was the only difference I saw
In that my mind, saw no flaw
But when I reached maturity
I began to question their faith and belief
I didn’t care to search the truth
It was easier to believe what I was told
And as time passed my indifference remained
I blamed them all when a few were to blame
I doubted those who tried to convince me otherwise
To me they were just devils in disguise
My life passed in a blur of hatred and revenge
Misperception fuelled my need to avenge
I was proud of hurting and being a hater
I never stopped to think what might come later
Then out one day, I was hit by a car
“Don’t let me die,” I begged God from my heart
I lay there pleading for someone to come to my aid
I didn’t care then about their colour or faith
As I lay there my life flashed before my eyes
I saw the people I’d hurt and despised
But now for help, I cried to my shame
"Whatever your religion, whatever your name!"
And Just as I thought I was going to die
A car suddenly stopped by the road side
“Don’t let them be haters, God.” I prayed
“It’s OK,” said the muslim, yet I was afraid
I woke up in hospital, paralysed
“No, please God, not this,” I cried
But nurses, Tracy, Sumaya and Habib
Were devoted in their endless care for me
I looked at the nurses who were muslim
Yet quiet oblivious to my colour of skin
Yet as my body healed my heart remained sick
My deeds, like needles my conscience pricked
I confessed my doings to Sumaya and Habib
I told them what I'd wrongly believed
That all muslims were evil to the core
That they hated non-muslims, I was sure
But not a flicker of hate shadowed their faces
They said that Islam all mankind embraces
To them it was enough that I felt remorse
And they still cared for me as they had before
And without a doubt, I realised for sure
What a fool I’d been before
I’d always judged people by their skin
And missed the beauty that lay within
And now, when I’m helpless and frail
I look back at my life and wail
I treated people like they didn’t deserve
But now my actions are too late to reverse
I began reading about Islam and was shook within
To discover the conciseness of laws therein
I vowed then that to those mislead I will preach
That Islam is a religion of 'Justice and Peace'
My knowledge increased and I couldn't deny
That Islam is the religion by which we should abide
I knew then I would make the shahadah
I wanted to be a part of this ummah
I soon declared There is no god except Allah
And Muhammad is His messenger
And with that, I began a new life free from hate
I thank Allah that for me, it wasn't too late
(Inspired by the hatred muslims faced after the London bombings...)
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