Kashmir Maryam - Speak (Lyrical Art)
Channel: Rahil Abbas
Date: 2011-07-01

This was a poem entry by a sister (named Kashmir Maryam - you can find her on facebook) at the Lyrical Art competition on the 30th June 2011. Masha Allah it was the winning entry. Here are the beautiful lyrics:

"Speak.. As your tongue facilitates your brainwaves
That accumulate, crashing against another wave
And another wave..
so eloquently
yet so catastrophically ..You SPIT a tsunami.

Feeel.. The WRATH of a slave who says they are slave to One, and master to none. As I AM A SLAVE, and you are a slave.. To al-jabbar, an Qahhaar.

But mankind twists bitter chains around melanin-rich wrists and slaps fairtrade stickers on whip-lashed backs
so
suddenly
slave labour drops the slave and leaves his labour, so wake up and smell the coffee..

Wake up and smell the sweat of your forefathers essence in the coffee that they sweltered in the heat to produce for YOU
and let it hit home that THIS is not your home.
THIS is semi-permanent residence that your grandfathers built from a place of ethnic majority and proud heritage.
Your grandfathers who had the REAL 6pacs with no protein shakes..

Who never let their desires enslave them, but kept their lusts enslaved, yet their progeny runs away from heritage, ashamed to claim they carried on there fathers muslim name.

Hear.. the message that was revealed.
Listen.. To the message that angels carried and a Prophet spoke. That satan can never alter so he tries alter what's in us.
The teachings that first abolished and gaves slaves rights.
The teachings that liberated the heart of kunte kinte, as he said 'salaam' and not 'hey gurll' to fanta.
The teachings that now get manipulated and associated with the taliban,

See.. How america suffered 3 big bomb attacks, yet no one speaks when hundreds of bombs are dropped in warfare.
Like as if having no more slaves to whip and linch gives justification for going into the middle-east.
So whilst you are fighting
A war against a figment of your imagination
That the media implanted
That your hands enacted
Your nationalism enhanced it.
The next time I say 9/11 I will not be talking about the time,
I will be talking about the time..
Not the day politicians repetitively remind
Us of
To justify their reasons for creating war, and not love.
Claiming to be clean of sin, but the only hygiene they have is in ethnic cleansing..

No more slaves so they take it out on Iraq...
No more slaves so they take it out on Afghaanistan...
No more slaves so they take it out on palestine, chechnya, sudan and lock brothers in Guantanamo bay.

They make me sick.

We see you step up, politically elite on podiums, but your legs move in backward rotations,
tracing steps that descend down hazy coloquilisations,
taking you back to cervical barriers as you walk back into the womb,
as its the ONLY way your mentality would allow you to go through..

Infancy became and is your residency,
as you lodger adulthood to give you power and presidency.
Slamming fists against the skin of your motherland,
Roots so toughly inbred u can't retreat as your hands have done the opposite of freeing you.
so where you came from isn't an honour as its hackable, no purity as attack is not honour..
So suddenly my melanin conencentration in your perception moves me down in ranks on the scale of attraction , but you forget that its what's inside that will raise me in rank in the hearafter.
And what is up with this silly word they use called 'tolerance'..? Like if you see an ethnic minority you should TOLERATE it. What a ridiculous politically accepted term.
How about replacing 'tolerance' with the word 'appreciation'.. ?
Appreciating us because we bring colour to your life..
As it was US that helped you in World War 2,
yet its US you wage world war 3 against. Don't hate.. Appreciate.

One of the most beautiful things in this world is the rainbow..
So learn to love colour."