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WCNSF-Wounded Child, No Surviving Family | Rajab in Palestine

Image credit: Wikipedia By Fatima Ahmad WCNSF cries an emergency paramedic; hospitals of Gaza-the scenes are frenetic. Who are the wounded coming through the doors Ahmed, Haneen, Ala, Yaseen- No blanket to wrap them, no warm socks delivered  The WCNSF whimper and shiver; With trauma inflicted from no moral conscience; Ahmed, Haneen, Ala, Yaseen-  They have names, they have lives- they have dreams.  For the mothers giving birth without anaesthesia,  Ya Allah we are watching another Srebrenica,  We are seeking forgiveness for staying so muted, For the wounded children no family- barefooted, Blackouts imposed by blackened-out souls, Our men digging through rubble with sandals open-toed WCNSF- wounded children- no family,  autistic, blinded; deaf, amputated  Eyes dilated, house dilapidated. Handala represents- that bitter fruit , coming back when cut- from its deep roots. What court in the world can keep our mouths shut?  When the haunting cries that repeat from the huts  Scrolling while witnessing limbs torn apart. Images seared in our skin, in our hearts,  The sacred moon of Rajab, a month of ascension; Show us the miracles Ya Allah, instill that conviction. Grant us the certainty of Abu Bakr Siddiq Let us come out and ascend to the peaks; They are still praying with the rain you are sending. Hoping and praying for ceasefire unending. Adored You remain in the hearts of Palestinians, We try and stand in the thousands and millions; Astaghfirullah- We are turning towards You,  What You have promised, we know will be true. So what is the promise of a heart in repentance? For Gaza’s WCNSF: Jannah! For them – and their descendants.   We are wrapped in kefiyyahs,  they are shrouding the dead,  We are blessed they are martyrs though their family has bled;  The pain in the hearts of those left behind The crying of lovers to unite in due time.  A sending off with patience and duas broken hearted,  Telling them to send our Salams to the Beloved,  You are the soul of our souls and we’re waiting your reunion, These are the days of seeking and communion. We got complicit- got used to their oppression,  Now we freeze and claim depression. Isra-Miraaj, Rajab, Sha’baan, Allahumma Balighna Ramadan Deliver us to Ramadan, can we beg for a new start?  And end to the genocide- and healing for hearts. 

The Continuing Spring 

بسم اللهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْمِ [ الأحزاب: 56] إِنَّ ٱللَّهَ وَمَلَـٰٓئِكَتَهُ يُصَلُّونَ عَلَى ٱلنَّبِىِّ يَـٰٓأَيُّهَا ٱلَّذِينَ ءَامَنُواْ صَلُّواْ عَلَيْهِ وَسَلِّمُواْ تَسْلِيمًا صَلَّى اللّٰهُ عَلَيْكَ يَا نُورْ The Continuing SpringThe Spring cameRising brightly reflecting clarityThe darkness vanished The Spring cameLight, warm, fresh and calmLike the birds singing in soft rain The Spring cameBringing hope, joy and smilesAway with the sadness like a cover removed The Spring cameFlowers bloomed, colours spread in harmony. Mirroring perfectionNo view left untouched The Spring camePleasant melodies swayed gentlyHarmony echoed from all directions The Spring cameSweet, gentle and freshLike fragranced musk filling the air The Spring cameAfter a long dark nightOh! What excitement it brings The Spring cameSpring always comesAnd leaves stamped images The Spring cameRemember and shareThe lasting story it brings This Spring cameAnd continuedWith its splendour and perfection The Spring cameWith new pearls of GuidanceReviving deep within. Leaving no sorrow or pain The Spring cameOh! How I longed for this continuing SpringA source of life in my dying body The Spring continuedWaving flags of amazementRejoicing in my heart The Spring continuedGiving hope everlastingLight welcomed in songs of celebrations Seek the flowing SpringAnd drown in its lightAnd flow with its waves Be part of The SpringIn remembering it’s continuingLight within A Light By Zainab Riaz