Sunday, October 01, 2006


It is not in my behaviour...

Assalamualaikum wrh wbt.

I don't usually condone self-expression with music lyrics, especially not with some of the junk that they spew out of Los Angeles nowadays. It's profane, for the most part -- and quite scary, in my humble opinion. Let's just chalk it up as one of those things that I am just weirdly particular about, along with not using abbreviations when writing, and watering my new blooming hyacinths everytime I enter the bathroom, which is where they reside right now.

I am surprisingly anal sometimes.

Thing is, I've been feeling rather indignant, this past week. Although this bout of 'indignance' has a calmer, more well-adjusted tone to it (insyaAllah -- I wince when I remember some of the things I spouted at people such as Kirdain and Adam and BangLong and my mother), it's still there.

It can never truly leave, now can it?

And as my first year here in Melbourne draws to a thundering climax before the quiet, predictable ending, I feel the burden of everything I know, and everything I have been entrusted with. I made this promise when I came into the world. It is now my duty to uphold, no matter how hard, no matter how hopeless it may seem.

Muslims hold the hope of the world in their hands.

If you haven't felt dissed by the last post, then continue on. But just a short note about the first verse: In trying to tell people that you've changed -- how do you break it to them? Do you 'wear your faith like you wear a disguise', and hope that one day you'll break free?

Allahu'alam bissawab.

Enjoy the words. And hopefully, get the album when you can. I hear it's coming out soon.

The Truth that Lies
by Dawud Wharnsby Ali

You smile in the two way mirror of my eyes.
I put on my faith like I wear a disguise.
You can’t see my soul, see the life that I live.
But I show you the mask of the best I can give.

I’ve hid here, afraid, like a child behind,
the truth of the thoughts that clutter my mind.
What if you knew, about all that I do?
The things that I think… the “me” that is true

I’ve been looking for answers since becoming adult,
not looking for dogma to live like a cult.
I’ve been looking to live, been living to find,
freedom from cages that limit my mind.
Will I scare you? Upset you? Frustrate you? Irrate you?
Challenge your lifestyle or weaken your trust?
Or will you see my effort? My passion? Sincerity?
Will you see just a little of yourself in me?
Will you take off your mask so we can be free?

Would you call me a hypocrite?
Call me a liar?
Would you curse out my name?
Would you damn me to fire?
Would you know what to say?
Would you just walk away,
afraid the “me” I’ve tried to hide,
would too closely resemble the truth of you that lies inside?

*courtesy of Sister NuralHuda of London. Visit her thoughts here.

this has been a rant by Syazwina Saw at 3:14 pm

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