أَعُوذُ بِٱللَّهِ مِنَ ٱلشَّيۡطَٰنِ ٱلرَّجِيمِ، بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْمِ
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did you think perchance your memory no longer persisted, that goals once sought had vanished into the ether, subsumed by the tide of time? no, alhamdulillah, it endures. so long as breath remains to be counted among the living, or even if gone and then joined those who learned with certainty the ultimate truth, this memory is its own ambition, seeking no faded relics of time long past...but chasing with arms outstretched the potential of Reunity and truths that this slave has begged his Creator to make eternal.
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i have never known sorrows like this, becoming witness to inhumanity and barbarism on a scale i did not think would ever exceed books of dystopian fiction or horror...but these times, they do. i wish just for peace, that all people's lives be counted the same in worth, that racism and tribalism not define the motives of those in power. but that is not what is left. it seems some are not content until the landscape of the earth is laid bare with ashes of those they've killed. oh Allah, forgive the oppressed, have rehmah on the fallen and those left behind...all i can do is to never forget those who suffer and keep their anguish close to me. if my Creator had not decreed the chest to keep its beating, i would drowned in tears long ago. if not over simpler pains like losing one's beloved, then to becoming such a witness of such an era. in this same post, i write in some parts of longing to meet again one i love, and in some parts i write of the pain of witnessing war and bloodshed. those who fell, they did not have time to lament love not near to them, their beloved were likely ripped from their arms or gone missing altogether. ah Rabb, what words are with me? "this is the decree of God, He does as He wills".
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