Locked in An Oppression

[grandpakhalif]

They took me beyond away
Far from my dearest family
Stamping fresh life into dirt
Stripping away shrouded dignity,
With the coldest of mirth

Confined without a wrong
Locked in an oppression, for oh so long
Holding tightly onto everything I believe
No compassion, no one to grieve

They shout and they scream
Ripping hearts into a blood stream
They won’t leave us in peace
Brothers and sisters, bereaved

Tears leave our beginnings
Crying out desperate meanings
Rivers of sadness through the blood on our cheeks
Oh Almighty Allah, only your help do we seek

Torture sessions become our sense of time
Keys as they open prison gates, sing a rhyme
‘We’ve come to bring out offenders, who’ve been here so long. Shackled by the chains, of our evil hate song
We can’t wait to get hold of them, increase their sorrow
And we’ll do it again, worse every morrow.’

Disintegrating, in this open cell
Dying, in a living hell

Their deeds slash through our scarred skin
As if to be treated human, is a major sin

Days, months, years, one special life
Our souls have long left us, beautiful as kites

Here lay only our flesh, strewn in mass protest
Eaten away by madness and owning nothing less

Oh Allah make them free as birds…
To soar in the sky, without a care in the world

Ameen!

[accident]

Kill yourself.

[grandpakhalif]

This is how I feel to a lesser extent, I am trapped in the land of kuffar, the lude women, the foul stench of disbelief, the benign ignorance and jaahilliyah of the muslims. I hate university, the epitome of kufr. I would rather live by myself as bedoin with my camel in the arabian desert than live amongst these disgusting peoplle, i dont desire a big house and six figure sallary, I cannot even become talibul ilm. an open prison surrounded by disbelief, only refuge is the mosque.


i really hate their lifestyle.

[accident]

Let me know when you decide to kill yourself.