I found this one and just thought it was so beautiful so I want to share it with you all.
"If you ask me, why do I stand here,
So unafraid of everything around me.
Proudly I would say, I am a Muslim.
If you ask her, why does she dress that way,
All covered up in a world that gives it all away.
Proudly she would say, I am a Muslim.
If you ask me, surely this cannot be,
You give your wealth so free, and you say your life is charity.
It ain't hard to see, I am a Muslim.
If you ask him, why does it hurt so,
When he sees injustice, even though it's folks he doesn't know,
With tears in his eyes he says, I am a Muslim.
If you ask her, why doesn't she cry,
There's no one by her side, she's the only one that's left behind.
Patiently she sighs, I am a Muslim.
If you ask him, why does he still pray,
Five times a day when so many others have strayed.
Smiling he would say, I am a Muslim.
If you ask me, why do I love you
No matter where you are, we are the greatest Ummah
With the beating of our hearts, we are Muslims."
From Jess's blog
juni 22, 2009
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