Ahamad Ilyaas Vilayathullah


Mustafa Muhammad - Poem by Ahamad Ilyaas Vilayathullah

The final messenger of Allah
To all mankind on the earth!
Let peace and blessings of Allah
Rain on you in abundance!

Mustafa Muhammad,
The final messenger of Allah
To all mankind on the earth!
Why do they malign your name like this?
And defame you so much?
Time and again, someone arises
In the west or east,
Or any nook or corner of this planet
With a trash of a poem,
Or a good for nothing fiction,
Or a malicious cartoon,
Or an abusive passage in a school or college test,
Or a vicious and filthy video,
Or a movie spitefully designed,
Or a book of history obnoxiously slanderous!

Mustafa Muhammad,
The final messenger of Allah
To all mankind on the earth!
Why do they malign your name like this?
And defame you so much?
Oh messenger of Allah, why?

Mustafa Muhammad,
The final messenger of Allah
To all mankind on the earth!
Makkah, your birthplace,
Hostile to you in the early years of your mission,
Has none hostile to you ever since
You won your victory over it.

Mustafa Muhammad,
The final messenger of Allah
To all mankind on the earth!
Madinah, the city you founded
On the principles and values of Islam,
The source of the never-extinguishing light
That illuminates the whole planet,
Has none who is hostile to you!

Mustafa Muhammad,
The final messenger of Allah
To all mankind on the earth!
When you founded Madinah,
We realize, you didn't build towers,
Fortresses and skyscrapers!
You built it by molding minds
That wept in the small hours of the night
In fear of Allah, and hoping for his mercy!

Mustafa Muhammad,
The final messenger of Allah
To all mankind on the earth!
When you won Makkah, in due course,
We realize, you didn't win the towers,
The fortresses and the skyscrapers there
You rather won the hearts and the minds
And you soon became their darling,
Their most loved soul, over and above,
Their very own blood,
Mothers, fathers, wives and children,
Who gave meaning
To their very life on this planet!

Mustafa Muhammad,
The final messenger of Allah
To all mankind on the earth!
What miracle did you play with them?
Your one-time enemies
Who now love none as best as you?

Mustafa Muhammad,
The final messenger of Allah
To all mankind on the earth!
No soul treads on the sands in Madinah,
But is moved to tears by your fond memories.
No man or woman is found in Makkah
But is chanting salah for you,
The same greeting that Allah,
His angels and all believers
Worldwide greet you with!
And there isn't a single soul left
Among the many millions
Of your followers worldwide
Who is not in tears to find
Your name maligned like this!
What magic was it that you played
That all these hearts are held
Enchanted to you!

Mustafa Muhammad,
The final messenger of Allah
To all mankind on the earth!
Why do they malign your name like this?
And defame you so much?
You are abused and mistreated
Only in the wilderness of the lands
In the ashes of burnt-out civilizations!
Only those strangers who never
Had any parley with you, alive or dead,
In wakefulness or dream, tend to do so!

Mustafa Muhammad,
The final messenger of Allah
To all mankind on the earth!
They wouldn't even like or dare
To frown at you, had it ever chanced
The faintest sense of your scent
To enter their nostrils!

Mustafa Muhammad,
The final messenger of Allah
To all mankind on the earth!
They wouldn't even like or dare
To turn away from you, had it ever chanced
The stories of the millions that loved you
To reach their ears!

Mustafa Muhammad,
The final messenger of Allah
To all mankind on the earth!
They wouldn't even like or dare
To fail to heed you, had they ever known
Why Bilal, Ammar, Yasir, Suraqah, Salman, Zuhaib,
Zaid Al Khair, Adiyy Bin Hatim, Sumayyah, Safanah
And a host of others loved you so deeply
And craved even for the breeze that passed by you!

Mustafa Muhammad,
The final messenger of Allah
To all mankind on the earth!
They wouldn't even have thought of bringing
God's curse on them for doing so,
Had they known why and how
You interfere in our everyday life,
And influence every breath of our very survival,
Until the very last moment of our life
When we say our shahadah,
Our quiet or loud declaration,
There is no god but Allah,
The creator of this universe,
And Mustafa Muhammad is his final messenger!

Mustafa Muhammad,
The final messenger of Allah
To all mankind on the earth!
No doubt, you're deeply wronged
At the hands of those strangers
Who do not know anything about you!
And we, the followers of your matchless path
Never lived up to the glory of our matchless faith
That they learned about you from our ways!

Mustafa Muhammad,
The final messenger of Allah
To all mankind on the earth!
It seems, Allah, the creator of this universe,
Who sent you to us with the mission of truth,
Wants you to fall in rough hands,
And make us ashamed of not doing our task,
And give them a chance to learn about you,
When the world responds, in spite,
To their matchless villainy and wickedness!
And perhaps he's keeping you alive
Through epochs, and ages,
And through centuries in and out,
In lands, familiar and strange!

Mustafa Muhammad,
The final messenger of Allah
To all mankind on the earth!
Your mission shouldn't extinguish
Before the sun extinguishes and the skies fall asunder!
Otherwise, why is it just you,
Who is maligned and abused
When none else among the messengers of Allah
Is maligned and abused in after days, like you?

Mustafa Muhammad,
The final messenger of Allah
To all mankind on the earth!
Let peace and blessings of Allah
Rain on you in abundance!

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

A poem written in response to the deliberate, continuous, and repeated maligning of the personality of prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him) by writers, artists, cartoonists, film-makers etc. in several parts of the world, mainly the West. The most recent of these, The Innocence of Muslims, a filthy video by an American falsely and maliciously misrepresenting the prophet's life and personality, culminated in the worldwide protest and fury from the Muslim community.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 22, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, January 22, 2013


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