In Praise Of Nobility (Ten) Poem by Rubaba Mmahajia Rahma Sabtiu

In the era of ignorance, a young man lived
No to those carved from woods
No to that moulded of clay
How could he possibly to them bow?
They to him could never be of help
A life of sorrow he had lived
Whiles in the tommy his father had gone
At six mummy had followed suit
Soon lovely grandpa was taken
Salaam and Rahma upon him should rain
The protecting hands of Abi Talib upon him had been laid
And so it was for years to come
Then came Khadija radiyal Laahu anhaa
A woman of splendour, a woman of honour
Her heart was touched, her love rewarded
And which woman is it whose heart he will not touch?
Which woman is it who will not seek the reward of this love?
Salaam and Rahma upon him should rain
To the serenity of the cave he had retired
These strong mountains came from somewhere
The trees, the sun, the moon must be somebody's
Never al-Lat nor al-Uzza nor al-Manat
His heart and mind were alive
In them the seed of our deen were sown
Salaam and Rahma upon him should rain
To him the Angel Jibril had come
Read, the beginning of that which was yet to come
The noble woman in him had believed
If you said so then so it is
That was that awesome man Abu Bakr radiyal Laahu anhu
The extremely blessed children had come along
Then the best of women, then the best of men
Great men and women who walked this earth
In him they believed and about that they confessed
Salaam and Rahma upon him should rain
The numbers had multiplied
Love had been established
Torture to them were meted out
They had been admiringly strong
The journeys had been travelled
The wars had been waged
But victory to him had finally come
Salaam and Rahma upon him should rain
That is the man about whom I write
That is the man in whose footsteps we must step
That is the man from whom so many had learnt
He is a man about whom you must read
He was a man whose love people yearn
He is a man whose face so many seek
Salaam and Rahma upon him should rain
This is the nobility about which I sing
This is the nobility I live to praise
This is the nobility whose love drunken me
This is the nobility I wish to see
This is the nobility I pray to touch
Salaam and Rahma upon him should rain

RMRS (July,2014, Ramadaan Ten)

A poem each day of Ramadaan in praise of the Rasuulul Laah suallal Laahu alayhi wa sallam entitled: IN PRAISE OF NOBILITY