Tajdeed

I had to learn the language; a step for the revolution

I had to burn in anguish to get to the resolution

No circumlocution, I don’t like to mince words

Truth hurts the instance that I wreck the illusion

An effective solution is to return to the book

But you look through the text in confusion

That’s because your lenses have been stained

What you’ve gained from the sect is delusion

After the realization, there comes a phase

With a sense of seclusion; there does remain

Some sediment or grain of past sentiments

I call them the dregs of pollution

A truth-seeker is unfazed—

—when faced with the threat of exclusion

He only aims to be safe on the day of retribution

“What was the set of proofs that you used?

How did you deduce and reach this conclusion?”

“I was a fool. Reason was a tool I didn’t wield

I should’ve ruled by the law that was revealed

I wish now that the judgement could be repealed

The punishment is sealed. My fate is its execution”

• By Muhammad al-Islaahi