Walk the Walk

They talk the talk, but do they walk the walk?

They’ve got the plans written not in pen but in chalk,

On a board with an eraser clutched in their hands,

Ready to wipe out any mistakes in their plans.

So that we don't talk but simply walk behind them.

Look at our crown, it’s lost every single gem!

What can I say? Where are we today?

Where is our way? We've all been led astray!

This darkness, that surrounds all of us,

But they want me to stay put and create no fuss.

While they’re grating us in their grating machine,

Separating us away from our deen!

They’re trying to think of stupid little explanations

To make themselves look better than other nations.

Where will they reach? They won’t ever achieve!

Because they leech (!), upon those who believe.

I understand that they’ve planned the destruction of Islam.

Pathetic excuses such as the Taliban and Saddam.

Blowing our fuses when they step into our land,

With a gun in each hand and the tanks oh so grand.

But their ranks are gonna shake on a simple mistake

Cuz the mujahideen aren’t fake, they’re contagious like a plague.

They won’t ever break cuz they know Islam is at stake,

Even if they have to wait in the sun and start to bake .

But in other places all I see are smirking faces.

People running races and caressing their briefcases.

Living at such a pace the next day they leave without a trace.

Suing others only for the money through their court case.

On the Day of Judgment we’ll see who’s got a black face,

But inshallah the mujahideen will be blessed by God’s grace,

And they’ll be able to taste mercy after the trials they faced,

Cuz they lived for Islam and never did anything with haste.

All I hear is conversation about the Islamic nation,

But for some reason I always doubt their determination.

To start the implementation will be a huge operation.

Islamic education is the backbone of the application,

To once again recreate the Islamic State’s golden gate.

And understand it will happen, as it’s written in fate.

Being built on faith, nothing to do with hate.

So watch out for the return of the Islamic State.

Inside they’re scared ‘cause they’re unprepared,

So they hide all the fear and pretend to play fair.

Cuz the American dream is the world’s nightmare,

Spreading their poisonous scheme around everywhere.