Forgive Me O Muslim

Forgive me Oh Muslim
Forgive me Oh Oppressed
Forgive me for not trying
To relieve you of your stress.

Forgive me My Brother
For not shouting out your name
Shouting it out
To relieve you of your pain.

Forgive me Oh Sister
For not reaching out my hand
Your husband may be locked away
But let your trust in Allah stand.

Forgive me Oh Child
For not listening to your cry
Do not worry my child
Help is nearby

Close your eyes and imagine all the pain
The money, the happiness, and all the success you’ve gained
Close your eyes my friend
And listen to your heart
Listen to the beating and let us make a start

Imagine the scream of your sister
as her husband lets go of her hand
Imagine her tears,
as her husbands kicked and slammed

Imagine the child,
bearing witness to all of this
Imagine your child,
how you want him living in bliss

Imagine the torture, the humiliation and distress
Imagine the brother who knows, he’s now one of the Oppressed
As the police raid his home, demolish and destroy
The media wont tell you that the raids all a ploy

Not only will they shout, but they’ll break and they’ll take
Not only the brother, but the lives of his wife and kids are at stake
But don’t worry my friend, to you this is all but a dream
It hasn’t happened to you, so why would you shout and scream?

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