The Loss of our Islamic Identity

Neither our skin color

Nor our language

Nor our kanzus

Nor Islamic names

Make us truer Muslims now

Like all Muslims

Generation of adam and hawa

We are muslims

We are a brother to our brothers

We are a brother to our sisters

We muslims were muslims long long before

But we are today no longer

The muslims of our ancestors used to be….

During the noble Prophet-

peace and blessings upon Him

We became

A nation of one love

Much cooperation like they ants

In those days during the Prophet

We learned to dress

To eat

To drink

To sleep

To romance

To bathe

To go to the toilet,

with our left leg first

Coming out with our right stride

We learned to regulate our behaviors

During the prophet’s days

We have no color

For the allegiance of islam

We were all equal

Deeply coded within the teachings of our teacher

Peace and blessings upon Him

Yes we are off springs of Ibrahim

Abraham….

We still look like Ibrahim

We grow our beards

We bow to Allah

But we are not like muslims than Ibrahim