Bismillah
Woman was made from the rib of man,
She was not created from his head to top him,
Nor from his feet to be stepped upon,
She was made from his side to be close to him,
From beneath his arm to be protected by him,
Near his heart to be loved by him.
Written by:Unknowen
Peace
Insha’Allah whoever reads this is requested to PLEASE send this to their friends, family, associates and others. On August 19, 2007 there will be a worldwide remembrance for sister Abeer Qassim Hamza, her family and the other victims of the Iraq war insha’Allah. For those who do not know, sister Abeer Qassim Hamza was (in 2006) gang raped by US troops who then killed her and set her body on fire, she was 14 years old at the time. They also murdered her parents and 7 year old sister during this incident.
Please do what you can to let everyone know about this remembrance day. There will be more information to come insha’Allah. If anyone has any questions please contact abeermemorial@yahoo.com or visit link .
Peace
Bismillah
Once a Women sat on the airport. She needed to wait for her plan cuz he was belated. Then she bought a package with cookies and sat down on a chair. She bagan to read a book and a Man came and sat next to her.He began to take a package with cookies and he ate from it. The Woman became very angry but she didnt say anything. She looked at him and thougt by herself: “Confound his impudence! What for an unpolite guy! Didnt his parents educate him right? He is eating all my cookies without any shame!”
He ate and ate and the Woman ate too. She became very very angry but nevertheless she didnt do anything.At the end there was just one cookie. The Man was a little confused so he took the last cookie and broke it into 2. He gave her one piece and the Women took it and went with arrogance.She didnt look at him,hust took her back and went into her plan.
When she took out her book to go on read it,she remarked that there was a whole package with cookies. Then she knew,that the man didnt eat her cookies, but his. Not he was the unpolite Man with no shame,she was.
The Woman feld very ashamed but she couldnt do anything.She wanted to go to him &say sorry but she was already on the plan and probabley she will never see him again…
So people…..
THINK BEFORE U JUDGE!!!!THINGS MIGHT DOESNT SEEM SO HOW THEY LOOK LIKE!!!
Peace
Bismillah
What do you see
when you look at me
Do you see someone limited,
or someone free?
All some people can do is just look and stare
Simply because they can’t see my hair
Others think I am controlled and uneducated
They think that I am limited and un-liberated
They are so thankful that they are not me
Because they would like to remain ‘free’
Well free isn’t exactly the word I would’ve used
Describing women who are cheated on and abused
They think that I do not have opinions or voice
They think that being hooded isn’t my choice
They think that the hood makes me look caged
That my husband or dad are totally outraged
All they can do is look at me in fear
And in my eye there is a tear
Not because I have been stared at or made fun of
But because people are ignoring the one up above
On the day of judgment they will be the fools
Because they were too ashamed to play by their own rules
Maybe the guys won’t think I am a cutie
But at least my filled with more inner beauty
See I have declined from being a guy’s toy
Because I won’t let myself controlled by a boy
Real men are able to appreciate my mind
And aren’t busy looking at my behind
Hooded girls are the ones really helping the Muslim cause
The role that we play definitely deserves applause
I will be recognized because I am smart and bright
And because some people are inspired by my sight
The smart ones are attracted by my tranquility
In the back of their mind they wish they were me
We have the strength to do what we think is right
Even if it means putting up a life long fight
You see we are not controlled by a mini skirt and tight shirt
We are giving only respect, and never treated like dirt
So you see, we are the ones that are free and liberated
We are not that ones that are sexually terrorized and violated
We are the ones that are free and pure
We’re free of STD´s that have no cure
So when people ask you how you feel about the hood
Just sum it up by saying ‘baby it’s all good’ 
Author: Unknowen
Peace
