The ball’s in your court
Well I haven’t got a clue,
Remember I’m all made up
IKEA’s my middle, beginning, and perhaps even my ending.
All I know is I’ve done my bit
Like when Umar (ra) at Hudabiyyah the handle did he tap
Hoping his brother would take the cue
Free himself from those oppressive fools.
Who are these people who know they are above the Law?
Whose morality descends below the seven degrees of darkness
Into indecencies from which they can never escape
Who are these people who believe they are above God?
Who break their own rules and lie through their teeth
To judges, courts and juries
And then they want to cover it up?
Truth be told, the system is cracked
No truth will you ever find
In these courts of men
For the wisdom of Suleiman (as)
Shows the farce of these other’s
Who would have halved the babe
For they want justice to be seen to be balanced
But truth … truth…
It smashes the brains out of every insolence
And then you find the balance
Not balance and then truth
But truth and then balance
To balance truth with falsehood
Is to tarnish its core
But these others, they are ignorant geniuses
Who hide the truth
Constructing mountains of lies.
Which one man, who holds the flame
Will cause to come crashing down.
And their disharmonies will dissipate as whispers amongst the ruins of their World
A liars World, built on matchsticks
Whilst those true men will stand as swords
And ours will not dissipate
For the kingdom of God awaits
2 comments:
“And they knew that I knew,
That they lied to judges and juries.”
“The criminal behaviour of the legal classes,
Knows no depths to which they can further sink”
“So they cover themselves
Thinking that there is no one that Sees.”
“That they are survivors on the Sea,
But no land, no sea will bear them.”
“And theirs is an end greater than
They sold to men”
“And I can prove it”
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