For too long, we have been adrift on the open sea.
Far, far away from home.
Unprepared, we are humiliated by these storms.
Our small boat, sails broken, a victim to the winds
Cross currents, too strong for our thin arms.
Waves, soaring higher than our humble hope.
Our heads, bowed even before defeat.
Our damning eyes, avoiding one another’s
Our souls, as wild and sometimes as lonely as the open sea.
Let us cease to curse nature.
Abusing our lips, with one another’s names.
Let us mend this broken boat,
this broken sail,
this broken soul.
Let us harness the wind.
Make use of the currents.
With faith and sweat, set sail to our land of the Quran and Sunnah.
Amidst this storm, let us begin the voyage home.
