Allahu Akbar, I had a Dream...

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Allahu Akbar, I had a great dream

An Arabian Night’s dream of Arabia great

From Arctic to Antarctic and between two Pacifics

A land of al-ameens and al-ameens only.

 

Master, Thy gave me a dictation of a Code

I made it up-to-date with my hadiths divine

And attempted for a world were kafirs does exist not

A land of al-ameens of thine and mine, for Thee and me.

 

My jihadies conquered nations great

Razed their cultures unto the ground

Built Masjids upon the graveyard of temples and churches of yore

To establish the kingdom of thine and mine.

 

I made the Mobutoos and Mbangos of Africa Ahmeds and Allauddins

Zarathustrans were renamed Zabeehullahs and Safeerullahs

Jagdeesh and Jayaram I made into Jamaluddeen and Jalaluddeen

All in Thy name, for Thee and me.

 

But alas, in spite of making the blue Nile and Ganges red

Red with human blood of those kafirs so unclean

And in spite of placing the crescent between the unsheathed swords

I see no aman, no peace in those lands I conquered.

 

The al-ameens find glee in fighting amongst them

Into Shias and Sunnies, Sufies and Ahmediyyas and all

(You know, I left only the Koran and my hadiths)

It is an anarchic society, the Arabia of my childhood days.

 

The Ayatollah does not see Saddam I eye to eye,

Nor the Saddam and the Kurds or Osama or the Turks

The great Gandhara land I conquered upon flames and blood

They have made it into jehennum or worse

 

And the Satan has sent in a formidable prophet

The Prophet America is into his satanic cheats and tricks again

The people of my motherland licks his shoes

My oil, from every where, flows unto his mouth.

 

The al-ameens of the world fight among themselves

A little bit of Arabic unites them all

I hang my head in shame

For in spite of all the blood that was shed, Thy rasool have failed.