Faults we have - beautify them with righteous good deeds!

Assim Alhakeem

There aren’t people who are flawless and without shortcomings. We are all sinners and this is human nature! However, there are people who are good in presenting their good features and concealing their faults. This hides that! Therefore, try to submerge your faults in an ocean of good deeds and kindness to others. Allah says: “Verily, the good deeds remove the evil deeds”.

S-Class

They don't c'aul it S-Class fo nutin

Upgrade upon purchase you'll be stutterin' 

Wondering how you got an S600

When you thought you'd just invested a few hundred

Sometimes you don't realize the worth

Until you learn to understand true value and unearth

Dig up tha mentality, realize a Hijabi is wrapped in modesty

She ain't puttin on a show for the world to know

Reserved for her's truly; her beauty she owns

Takes depth and insight to understand beauty lies in the right

Takes wisdom and maturity to realize a woman is best when she submits only to He

It's the battle of the fittest

Have Weed Man spray off the weakest

He who inhales the same toxins become part of the same sickness

Be it a he or a she

The soil that bears our future progeny 

Requires pure hands to remain organic and pesticide free

It's a balanced union you see

Working towards the same destiny creates harmony

Any deficiency in one will either corrupt the other or produce nothing further

Quality appears to be undefined in society

So I say, 'S-Class' remains marked by true sincerity 

As this is the foundation of real piety 

.. And Allah Knows Best!

Whose Sight?

How many stand tall with their ranks and glories?

Proud of their stripes, color belts, or titles - it's the same story

The position of man raised but in whose sight?

Where's our aim, I question, are we on the right?

Ain't nothing wrong with having goals

Problem comes when it remains the main source pushing our soul

And all it gives us is a moment to be told

How will we stand on The Day?

Where's the stripes, color belts or titles we so proudly displayed?

How'd it disappear so fast on the only day that's worthy to be relayed

We've got gold tagging us on our wrist 

Reminding us of the time we've missed

Medals resting on our chest

False illusion that we've passed our test

Or rings pressed upon our fingers

Bling so big , yet we still striving for bigger

How many stand tall with their ranks and glories

Proud of their stripes, color belts or titles - it's the same story 

Trying to make a mark in the temporary

Only to turn back and find we lost track 

Keep it focused, whether it's in the office, or on the mat

It's not about haters who hate

It's about earning our fate

Establishing rank for our eternal state!