sallam yassin

(05/06/1968 / Hargeisa, Somaliland)

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As the words of god conceded
To Muhammad
At night of fate
Within his angel
Messenger Gabriel
In his majestic
Angelic hold

he told:


Oh Muhammad
Read
-I’m illiterate
Read
-I’m illiterate
Read in the name of your lord
In his hands who created all
And created man from clot)
That was the first message
And the most
Important message
To man
To his clan descendant
Whom god created from clay
And called him Adam
Read in the name of your lord
Read; read; read
The message
Of your lord
To know the path of your lord which you not knew
Read the book of your lord

Read the signs and recite
All the wisdom in a words of true
Allah
the most gracious
Allah
the most Merciful

Submitted: Sunday, September 08, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 09, 2013

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