DO WE WAIT TILL OUR TURN?

Do we wait till our turn
Or we just sit and watch them burn
Children weep for parent's loss
And awaiting their turn

Are we just gonna wander the hall
Sounds of bombs on our video call
Are we just gonna sit and let go
It started gradually few centuries ago

Bit by bit they murdered us from country to country
Almost all the Islamic states from each territory
Muslims have no free way on the highway
Yet, we let them go away

All we do is wait, wait till our turn
When are we waking up
To raise the broken fence up
What has the brotherhood turn

The blood in us is so watery & lotion
Like the lame wood in flaming motion
We felt nothing of their pain
For the correction failure occurrence

This generation is the perfect antonym to the past
Back in history, Stories of great desciples who cast
Those whose aim is their brothers happiness
Those who cover their injuries and clean their brothers worries

To their brothers soul they give all protection, preservation and exhaultation
A great generation of triumphant battalion
Whose aim was to die
Whose goal was to never return
Yet death from then was scared

They care not about the worldly vanity
Yet history chased their every entity
History is the most boring
If it has not their story

They cried when they missed target
For at war they don't wanna regret
Those of  today act nasty, cried too
But only when she never said I love you too

I laugh at him, claiming sunnah
Your brothers are being killed, yet you don't shiver
You claim sufi, that you love Allah
Yet this is mosjid Al aqsa going farer

Can someone at least show the ummah
Beards and trousers is what they fight over
Where is the tasawuf claimer
Busy fighting for peanuts at IKOMO

When are they waking up
When are they gonna straighten up
Do they enjoy the snoring
Or they don't realise they were sleeping

Let's pour some liquids on the heavy skull
Filled with weights of knowledge dull
But it's utility murders the ummah
What a pity, for it's utility separates the ummah

What are you gonna say to Him
When he asked your role on Palestine
With all the knowledge, power, population and might
Indeed the census is high, but no appearance in sight

Okay, we don't wanna wait till our turn
Please what is it to be done
Only a fool would trek to Palestine
Only a fool won't be prepared to be in

We've over 2 billion hands over the globe
Nothing is stronger than that across the globe
Just a strike at once and all is long forgotten
Just like we've never experienced such threatening

So we can start Islam over again
Regain our religious freedom once again
Muslim sisters : that's scarcity breath out
Yet we can still pray without going out

Just don't sit idle looking away
And watch mosjid ul aqsa being taken away
Just don't wait hopeless today
Waiting for your turn, to be taken away

Let's yell for freedom
Let's stop the panting in our dom
And raise our voice off the universe
To the seven heavens above

He never ignores a caller's call
Just that we never call
We either fight for our future today
Or make our children curse us for today
© Akanbi Taofeek 2017.