I recently stumbled upon another of Dawud Wharnsby Ali’s nasheed “The People of The Boxes.” It really made me stop and think, are we being described here?
Here’s an excerpt from the nasheed:
“Now centuries lie between all the prophets and you and I.
Civilizations are born and die each and every day.
We see good and bad and happy-sad and mad mistakes
we wish we hadn’t made in our attempt to try and live up to their way.
But if we hide ourselves away, afraid to grow and learn,
we might wake up in the flames of the ignorance that burns,
and we’ll never be much more than only casualties of war
in a struggle we can’t win if we have no faith to begin.
We’ve got to tip the lid and let some sunlight in,
`Cause the world is not a box.
There’s no lid, no doors, no cardboard flaps or locks,
and everything in nature from the clouds to the rocks
is a piece of the puzzle of the purpose of man.
It’s a piece of the peace of Islam.”
Lyrics in its entirety can be found here.
You can download the nasheed here.