Not In My Name Lyrics
Is it not enough what you’ve done?
With all the bloodshed you’ve caused
Yet your greed drives you on
In your brutal race for acquisition
No land is left untouched
Driven by a vile ambition
To have the whole world in your clutch
Every single new addition
To your slave colony
Does nothing to dull your ambition
To leave no nation free
It is indeed a sad condition that you suffer from
This itching desire for a prime position
To have all under your thumb
Not in my name will you fight
Not in my name will you kill
Not in my name will you burn a child
Not in my name will you lie
Not in my name will you invade
Not in my name will you rape
Not in my name will you terrorise
Not in my name will you lie
I warn it’s time to take heed
One day you’ll find yourself pursued
By every person you’ve made bleed
You thought they’d been subdued
You were wrong
You were wrong
They’ve been freed
They’ve been freed
Against your evil methods of violence and intimidation
Against your hijacking and misinterpretation
Of my peaceful faith and revelation
I shout with billions in this demonstration
Not in my name will you fight
Not in my name will you kill
Not in my name will you burn a child
Not in my name will you lie
Not in my name will you invade
Not in my name will you rape
Not in our name
Will you dare to speak again
Not in our name
Lyrics Information:
Artist: Sami Yusuf
Album: Without You
Year: 2009
Lyrics: Intissar, Bara Kherigi and Sami Yusuf
Composition: Sami Yusuf
Copyright: Awakening Worldwide Limited
assalam walekum 2 all muslim and ramzaan mubarak from nawab’s haleem sultan nagar
erragadda hyderabad
Thought you would understand this…
BROTHER TALIBAN 2
How can you consider it right
To police women day and night?
And deny them every right
To their own heart’s sight
About what is wrong and right
Do you have a fright?
This is not the Prophet’s way
Doesn’t matter what you say
You are nothing but astray
To make your women live this way.
Hazreti Omar was quite upset
To hear of his daughter’s dialect
His mind set to break her habit
But the Prophet would not have it.
Encouraging women to have their say
Is how to walk the Prophet’s way
For you I can only pray
As no doubt brother (?) you are astray
To police women day and night
And deny them every right
To not access or value their sight
Would be such a fright
In the Prophet’s sight
You would NOT be right!
How can you feel rightly guided?
Do you not know how the Prophet sided?
He established chastity without causing tragedy
His believers fought in self-defence
Praying was their preference
Even non believers had his respect
Because he would not neglect
To hear every side’s view about what to do
Your version of patriarchy is flawed
And needs to be outlawed
As in the Prophet’s time it is still a crime
To cause duress and oppress
How can you consider it right
You must be lacking sight
To live so different than the light
Who never raised his sword in fight.
The Prophet converted with the Word
To strike a women he thought absurd
He never acted as an OverLord
As only compassion poured
You are not right to cause such fright
Shame on you Taliban Terrorizing Afghanistan
You should atone day and night
And never again lose sight
That the Prophet’s real fight was to liberate
Today’s Taliban he would obliterate
STOP your harem and Renew your Islam
Your women have suffered way too long
For all that YOU DID & THOUGHT WRONG
i think its your opinion,but not need to post here.
You are an idiot.
Or this one?
BROTHER TALIBAN 3
Dear brother Taliban
Why hurt Afghanistan?
What do you seek as you prey on the weak?
Were you not once seekers of Allah?
What happened to your dear Mullah?
Did he lose sight of the way?
If the Prophet were here today
I’m sure that he would pray
Today’s Taliban would be a bust
A regime so fearing lust
Making all women run at the point of a gun
Would be undone and you would be on the run
Though you feel you are right
You are not living the light
Causing so much fright is simply not right.
Never did the Prophet stand
Before a woman with raised hand
Nor did he rule his land with constant reprimand
He would not like your plan
He was spirit, fully lit
No need to take a fit
With his wife he would sit and decide what is a hit
Together they would agree in full mutuality
Why hurt Afghanistan brother Taliban?
Can you no longer seek?
Are you now too weak?
Is your heart so full of rust
That you only think of lust
Your regime should be a bust
To you it should be a must
To get the burqas you’ve imposed
And live in them a while transposed
In a cave very far away
Where you will not be so astray
Maybe you can learn to pray
And admit your disgrace
As there is no trace
Of the Prophet’s way
In what you say
If you really want to live Islam
You need to stop all your harem
Beg forgiveness all day long
An ever repenting song
For all your wrong
Done way too long
Judgement day will soon be here
Then it is YOU who will be all fear
If you continue to ravish the land
Throughout Afghanistan
When did you become such a freak?
Did you not once seek?
How did you become so meek
That you now prey on the weak?
One in four is hard to ignore
Please try to see it as much more
All the different colors and races
So many different faces
Many wear veils
Others hijab conceals
The Ones in Burqas do not represent
The majority who are present
By the Taliban they are coerced
To wear a Burqa like a hearst.
Most Muslims will agree
Today’s Taliban do not see
Muslims are not all the same
The sincere ones are so tame
Others knowledge is quite lame
No two Muslims are the same
The measure of a Muslim is righteousness
There is no room for lavishness
Like a magnet to good deeds
A Muslim plants his goodwill seeds
While tending his own weeds
And meeting his family’s needs
Prayer hard wires the path
Ever fearing Allah’s wrath
All his life he does his math
What others think he need not care
He always tries to be fair
He is sure it’s what he must do
As he knows there is no two
A sincere Muslim cannot hate
He knows only that Allah is great
So naturally he accepts his fate
There is no killing; All is God willing
For self defence prayer is preference
Islam’s Prophet established monogamy
Thou many insist you only see
His very limited polygamy
His believers endured thirteen years of abuse
Before his army was set loose
With strict rules of engagement as their noose
There was minimal cost in total lives lost
He was no OverLord to his nation
He was the Best of Creation
No words are more repeated
Than his final beseeching
Take another look At his Mighty Book
Clean your heart and make a fresh start
Make no mistake, the path is not fake
You need to do more than just take
For Allah’s sake, you need to navigate
Through a nine eleven sea of hate
From those that are too late
Or only wish to take
Dear brother Patriarch
Why don’t you help your wife get by in life?
You consider her weak yet constantly seek
Your comforts through her
You consider her weak yet never seek
To provide comfort to her
Busy being a rooster you forget to boost her
With a presumed maturity
You lose all cordiality
You need to provide more than finance
So stop your patriarchal prance
And learn to dance a real romance
Do not let her burn with so little return
Just because she so adores
Don’t leave her all the chores
The Prophet lived to liberate
Never would he dominate
He was not off to the side or trying to hide
They had their talks as he darned his socks
He was an active daddy, even playing caddy
Children climbed on him when he prayed
Never did he reprimand as they played
You think that you are better than him
You can command your wife on a whim
Why do you completely ignore her plight
And accuse her of not having sight
Do you think you’re always right
Thinking you have a life
As you burden your wife
Why not deal with her emotion
Despite the commotion
It is the potion of marital bliss
So why do you want to miss
Your wife’s hungry kiss?
Patriarchy kills desire and robs her of her fire
She’s way too tired; the kids always wired
They need so much more than being sired
I pray you stop the neglect
And learn how to respect
You wife needs comfort too
And it is meant to come from you
You are a garment to each other
So you should make it your bother
Do you doubt she can do more than pout?
Why not try a different route?
Loosen the patriarchal noose around her neck
And get ready for much more neck and peck
She’ll want no other rooster
And you’ll do more than boost her
Marriage sublime if you make the time
To show you care by being fair
Help as family and she will feel
Some foreign desire to strip and peel…
Dear sister Patriarch
Do you really think it’s so fine
How you enable all to dine
Isn’t it so unnerving
Always alone serving
Are you conditioned to be so nice
That you accept any boy’s vice
Without thinking or giving advice
I don’t know why you do not seek more
But I know it in my core
The Prophet’s wives did not live this way
He wanted to hear what they had to say
I remain on the brink of divorce
Because there is no way to force
My husband to see
Patriarchy is not for me
It’s not easy with examples like you
But I heard it from many to be true
You believe you are serving Allah
You must of heard that from some Mullah
But it’s not the Prophet’s way
For women to live without a say
Sure we can all cook clean and f—
But doesn’t that only make us stuck
In the mud of society’s view
Instead of part of the Prophet’s crew?
As part of the Prophet’s tree
You should be free
He came and suffered great to liberate us
Do you not trust beyond your husband’s lust?
How do you keep your desire
How do you not lose your fire
Do your tired feet land at his command
As he takes you, do you really want to play
Or is it just another task
For which you need a mask
Are you being a fake as you let him take
Or do you just accept this as life
Since becoming a wife?
Conditioned to believe there is no more
Do you not still feel your core?
Ignoring your heart’s advice is such a heavy price
You should really think twice
Patriarchy is abnormal
No need to be so formal
It does more harm than good
And it is not how the Prophet stood
Patriarchy can never satisfy all
The Prophet never walked so tall
You are by now so very strong
For having endured so much for so long
Now embrace Islam’s Prophet reality
And demand to be free
How can you not resist Ceasing to exist?
Sorry if I’ve bombarded you…I”ve wanted to share these poems for months but this is the first time I thought I really should. It’s so sad and frustrating that Islam is so misrepresented by Muslims and Non-Muslims alike …please give me your honest feedback on my poetry or none.
Allahsmaladik (probably misspelled but hopefully it’s understood to mean that I leave you in the hands of Allah, where we all are at all times whether we realize it or not).
May Allah bless and reward your sincerity and show us all the path to greater righteousness.
All praise belongs to Allah.
Allah bless you , ya 7abibi
Subhanallah,, Great Song :)
i think this is enough for those who have a peace of mind. Allah sizden razi olsun! Brother Sami .& your frends
thanks alot sami yusuf i love you so much