Poem: Unlike Them

A poem taken from the Wordpress blog Seeking Sincerity

They’re pretty, they’re smart,
And their gorgeous hairdos
Sure make fashion statements without a doubt,
While I’m covered up in this garment, “ugly and loose”.

When they walk, they attract huge crowds,
Their speech leaves people amused,
They shine in the spotlight, loud and proud,
While I sit silent and dumb, “feeling refused”.

Everybody loves to befriend them,
Cause of their popularity.
While I’m “a victim of shame,”
Laughed at, getting only looks of pity.

They’re known by their names,
While even to know my name people are afraid.
They get roses, gifts and ice-creams,
While I get called like, sometimes a “ninja,” sometimes a “towelhead”.

They go for parties, looking their best,
And on dates, they forget everything else,
Hand-in-hand with their lovers, filled with zest.
While I always must lower my gaze.

They think I love their life and hate mine,
That, like them, I too wanna be famous and cool.
But the truth is I’m just fine,
Cause my religion is simply beautiful.

I might seem “lonely” and “deprived”,
But honestly, I’ve got everything I could ever want.
The freedom Islam has given me makes me feel complete and satisfied.
It’s they who have gone astray, lost and are bound.

Bound by this world,
By its money, fame and transient pleasures,
Deceived by Satan’s tricks; all bleak and cold,
Cause what are we but mortal creatures?

They don’t realize life is a test
The result of which we shall get in the next,
Because they’re not Muslims like you and me,
But Hindu, Christian, Atheist, Buddhist, or Pharisee.

Either caught in the web of so-called “reincarnation,”
Or maybe thinking Christ died for them,
Or not even believing in Creation,
Or engaged in mere lip-service, playing pretend.

They might brag about their clothes and guys,
And strut their stuff;
But only to pay a heavy price for their choice so unwise,
Choosing this world over the next is sure strange enough.

Well I choose to be unlike them;
Because, unlike them, I’m blessed with the truth;
Unlike them, I choose my Lord’s pleasure over deceptive fame;
And, unlike them, I choose to strive in His Path until my last breath.