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MAKE MUSLIM GREAT AGAIN

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Muslims round da World sufferin…

America bullyin us and it’s hurtin…

 

Knowin this damages the Soul…

Enigma it is to hold da Hot-Coal…

 

Martyrs are made all day & everyday…

Useless Laws which changes every way…

 

Salvation not hopeless though…

Life is struggle so that we grow…

 

Islām is the cure for all Humanity’s Ills…

Making lives better is what Allah wills…

 

Giving Guidance: the Muslim’s Motto…

Revelation being what we love & follow…

 

Even when it’s tough, we never cower…

Allah guarantees that He’s our Protector…

 

Thunder will never shatter the Mountain…

Any opposition: we will stay grounded…

 

Gratitude for Ease after Hardship…

All we do is fight back: never quit…

 

I won’t be made sad or blue…

Neither must any of you…

 

Gareth Bryant/2018

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The Day I Became A Coward:

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Author’s-Note:
“And, don’t allow your hatred against any People prevent you from being Just.”
(Noble-Qur’an: Chpt.5, V.8)

This is a true-story, of when I had a very gruesomely hostile argument with my Mother, over Religion. I was still fairly a New-Muslim at the time, and she was vehemently against me being a Muslim in the 1st-place. So, because of her blatant Islamophobia, I began to develop a very toxic hatred in my heart against her. I was very enthusiastic concerning my reversion to Islam: it was (and still is) such a liberating experience. However, unfortunately, I had also made the grave mistake of using my newly-found Monotheistic-Faith as a justification to rebel against my Mother, which I did fairly often. I honestly don’t even remember what we had argued about in detail, nor do I remember how this argument started and/or which one of us started it. I have no recollection of how old I was at the time, nor the time, day, month, season, year; I can’t recall what I had worn that day, or what I ate: none of these details come to my mind. But, I do remember getting angry with my Mother, and I remember what I stated to her, which I’m too ashamed to say publicly. I can still see the pain in her face, as the tears began to roll down her face, flowing from her eyes, like river-streams from a snow-capped Mountain in the Springtime.

I can still envision the look of regret that she had on my face for giving birth to me, because of my vile tantrum of disrespect against her. I can still hear her heart breaking into unrecognizable pieces, because of the harshness of my words spewing from my reckless tongue. This is is the day my cowardice was truly exposed. I had displayed such unforgivable rudeness towards the Woman who birthed me, that had Allah decided to strike me dead, as a punishment, it would’ve been what I deserved. I didn’t even know how to apologize: it was like Allah had decided that my prior insults were so despicable, that I wasn’t even worthy of speaking again. It felt like my tongue was paralyzed & being prevented via Allah’s Divine-Discretion, from even being able to say sorry for what I had said. Now, there I was, a Young-Punk, thinking that I’m a “Tough-Guy”, making my Mother cry, using the same voice that would cry-out to her when I wanted/needed her for love & attention, to cause her pain. I felt so low that day. After our argument, self-witnessing the anguish which I had inflicted upon her started to make me reflect as to whether or not I was even worthy of being a Muslim.

That’s how deeply this event had affected me. And, even to the point when there were times after this that I had wished that I had died, because of the shame I bore: the pain of dealing with the consequences of what I had done felt like I was being destroyed from within. Ironically, many years afterwards, my Mother sent me a text-message, telling me how proud of me she is of the Man that I’ve become. This text made feel feel that my entire existence, prior to that point was useless. I’m pretty sure that she doesn’t remember this argument her & I had. But, I’ve never forgotten it, nor will I allow myself to forget it. That episode in my life is one thing, amongst so many others, which I’ll continually use to keep me humble, as well as humbled. I had actually been thinking a lot about the Verse of the Qur’an that I mentioned earlier, and the more I had thought about it, the more things that I had done, People that I had offended out of hatred began to surface from my subconscious. And, then, this incident between my Mother & I resurfaced within me, and it took me to a place of reflection that I didn’t want to be taken, but it was a necessary place to be.

Particularly, and especially as Muslims: it doesn’t matter who opposes your Islam, it gives us no right to treat them unjustly. All Human beings have the right to be treated fairly. And, those who have the greatest rights over us are our Parents. And, the Parent who has the most rights over us are our Mothers.(an-Nawawi) Our jobs as Children are to care for our Parents, in the same ways which they’ve cared for us when we were young & helpless.(Noble-Qur’an: Chpt.17, V.24) And, for a long time, I had done the exact opposite of caring for my Mother, spending more time causing her grief as opposed to joy. When I began to comes to terms about the wrongs against my own Mother, I started to reflect upon how my Mother would always tell my siblings & I growing-up, that our Father always wanted us & told us to listen to our Mother. My Father was my hero growing-up. So, when he died when I was very young, I was only left with memories of him & from what others including my Mother had told me about him.

I started to think about how could I possibly face my Father, knowing what I had done against my own Mother. Then, an even greater fear encompassed me: how am I going to face Allah: the Creator/Lord of the Universe & answer to Him on the Day of Standing for the wrongs that I’ve done against my own Mother? It’s popularly said that “The Wise-Man is he who learns from the Errors of Others.”. So, be wise & learn from my Errors: don’t make your Mothers cry…don’t be Cowards.

Gareth Bryant/2015

Muslims Giving Back: Project: #BringBackOurGirl

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In light of the recent #BringOurGilrsBack campaign, sparked by the disgusting actions in Nigeria, spearheaded by the group Boko Haram, in which they barbarically kidnapped & sold-off Schoolgirls, from a school, many of us see this tragedy as being over there & not where we are. Well, guess what folks, things like this happen within our own nations, within our own neighborhoods, just not in ways that we’d expect to know about them, in the Media, etc. I would like to explore one such story, about a Muslim, a Woman, a Mother, a Human being, who is now suffering because her precious child had been taken away from her, by the Court-System, at the vicious & cowardly hands of her ex-husband, who slandered her name, got her arrested on trump-up child-abuse charges, and subsequently, got the courts to grant him custody of their child.

This Woman is a mother, among all of you mothers out their, she’s a parent, among all of you parents out there: if this were to happen to you, that your precious child were taken from you via court-orders, based upon lies that even law-enforcement authorities even admitted were falsified after the fact, you’d definitely want someone to help you get your child back. So, at Muslims Giving Back, this is exactly what we want to do, we want to bring this child back to her loving mother. But, we need the support & help of each and every single person of morality, conscience, empathy, sympathy, most importantly, humanity, to help Muslims Giving Back achieve our goal…to bring her girl back.

To help Muslims Giving Back in our efforts, please, go here:

http://www.gofundme.com/bringbackourgirl

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Author’s-Note:
This, folks, is a truly sad tale. It’s the story of an individual who has indulged in something that most Human beings, regardless to how reckless, senseless, careless, would never even think of, much less actually do. However, this person, if you so choose to call him that, Qawmane Wilson, has joined an elite group of evil People, who have made it very clear that they are willing to do anything for anything.

Allah tells us within His Book, “And, revere Allah, who you request, as well as the Family-Ties. Verily, Allah is Ever-Watching over you.”.(Noble Qur;an: Chpt.4, V.1)

Muhammad (Peace be upon him) was once asked, by one of his followers, “Who is most entitled to be in my company?”…Muhammad responded, “Your mother.”…then, the questioner asked, “Who’s next?”…he replied, again, “Your mother.”…he was asked “Who’s next?”, yet again…he gave the exact same reply as before, “Your mother.”…Finally, this questioner asked, “Well, then who’s next?”…Muhammad, then, said, “Then, your father.”.(an-Nawawi)

It’s ridiculously obvious, based upon the respective Islamic sources thus mentioned, that the status of one’s mother is very high, in the Sight of Allah, the Creator/Lord of the Universe. Yet, sadly, not only has this “person” Qawmane Wilson violated the sanctity of the status of his own mother, Yolanda Holmes, by arranging her death, by having two people actually kill her, but, he actually, via social-media, boasted about being the recipient of all of this money, which he inherited, as a result of cashing-in on his dead mother’s life insurance policies as well as her bank accounts, amounting several thousands of dollars, according to Examiner.com & The Huffington Post.

This guy had the nerve to flaunt his blood-stained riches online, on his Youtube, Facebook, and Instagram pages, drawing so much attention to himself that local authorities of his native Chicago began to investigate how he got hold of so much cash so fast. This murder occurred during 2012, by the way, and basically took a whole year for this individual to finally get caught. There’s no other ways to describe this act of vileness as any less than inhumane. How is it that someone who literally could’ve died, so that you can be brought into this Mundane-Existence be so insignificant to you? How can a person, who could’ve easily aborted you, but, chose not to, carried you for 9-months, birthed you, just to be the victim of one whom she cared for her entire life.

This is very low indeed, and, this event displays some of the worst Human qualities. What’s incredibly ironic is that those who assisted Qawmane in this endeavor, who have also been arrested & identified as Eugene Spencer & Loriana Johnson also have mothers, which we (basically) all have. Now, if they’re willing to do something so disgusting, so heinous, to another Human being’s mother, there’s really no telling what they’d be capable of doing to their own mothers. In fact, I’d rather not even know or want to know. I’m just grateful that they’ve all been apprehended for this crime.

You would think that I would be concentrating on the potentiality of how they could/would potentially be sentenced. But, no, I’m more focused on the fact that they all have to meet Allah, with this type of Sin on their backs, in the Hereafter, on the Day of Standing. Because, what they’ve done is just outright Murder, killing one who has killed none. Allah clearly states, “Whoever kills one who has killed none, nor has caused corruption within the Earth, it’s just as though they’ve killed the entire Human-Race.”.(Noble Qur’an: Chpt.5, V.32) We must all take an important lesson from this: Allah has placed our parents, especially our mothers into our lives that we may honor them, not do be the cause of their destruction. We’ve really got things backwards, as People. This is something that should never happen, under any circumstances. No child should ever be responsible, either directly or indirectly, for the unjust deaths of their parents, and especially if it’s for nothing about the pursuit of money, power, and fame. nd, Muhammad (Peace be upon him) spoke about the Punishment for Murder in the Hereafter, “The first thing among human beings to be adjudicated on the Day of Judgment, will be the blood claim.”.(al-Kaba’ir/the Major-Sins)

It’s bad enough that Murder itself is a Capital-Sin/Capital-Crime, according to Islamic-Law, but, to kill one’s own parent, one’s own mother, unjustly is just indescribable as to how ugly that action truly is, displaying one of the highest form of disrespect towards one’s parents. And, disrespect of one’s parents, alone, is classified, Islamically as a Major-Sin, severely punishable within the Hereafter, as Muhammad has mentioned, “The major sins are worshipping others with Allah, showing disrespect to parents, killing a human being, and the breaking one’s oath.”.(al-Kaba’ir) So, with this being said, how much more disrespectful can someone possibly be to their own parents than being responsible for their murder? I really think that I’ve said all that can & should be said about this tragedy: a Human being, a Woman, a Mother, lost her life, that Allah gave to her & no one else, at the hands of her own child,  just because he wanted to be an online superstar.

Gareth Bryant/2014

How can Someone be so Cruel?

Children in Connecticut, children anywhere: They’re all children!!!

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This recent shooting tragedy in Connecticut, where almost 30 persons, Human beings, mostly children, were savagely cut-down by gunfire, reminds me of the malice that occurs the world over. There are places in this world, where people would probably say, “Almost 30 killed, and that’s it?!!! We get that in about 1/2 hour, everyday.”. It’s very morbid for me to even put that out there, I know. But, for a lot of people, in places like Somalia, Palestine, Iraq, Pakistan, Afghanistan, these atrocities occur on a daily-basis, and much like what happened recently in Connecticut, most of the victims, at least 70-90% are in fact children.

My question, without getting into the possible-motive of this horrible act, is the following: When we hear, by word-of-mouth, or read news papers/magazines, or watch T.V. news, and we see these atrocities in front of our very own eyes, do we really make a distinction between those children & these children, as to say that a certain demographic of children are more precious than the other/others? This is obviously a question that we would all have to honestly answer for ourselves.

You, whom may be reading this may get defensive & say, “Of course not…children are children!!!”. However, if your heart bleeds less for children in Palestine, because these people are mostly Non-Jewish, or less for children in Somalia, because they’re largely Non-Arab, or less for children outside of your native countries, because they’re not citizens or your native land, than this is a hell of a pathological problem. We don’t want to admit this, but, we do pick favorites, especially when it comes to tragedies, and especially if/when it involves religious, ethnic, or national factors.

Each & every one of us have ties to all of the above mentioned. For example: there have been many Syrian & Palestinian relief-efforts, to help them in their hours of need, and rightfully so. But, when is the last time that we’ve raised money for people living in fear, poverty & oppression, countries like: Guatemala, Honduras, Mexico, Togo, Mali, Niger, Mauritania, Angola, Jamaica,  Dominican Republic, Cuba, etc.? Why are we not quick to jump on the charity band-wagon for nations such as these?

Some of the answers are very simple:

1. General lack of global-concern for our fellow man-

It’s very easy to just go with the flow & support an effort, which is fueled by so much back-end/backroom politics & is shoved down the throats of the world, as a result of specific propagated agendas. But, what if we were to just step-back and be charitable to/for a nation that hasn’t really ever been focused on in the public-sphere, but, whose people are still in desperate need of urgent assistance? How about we try that. We won’t because we generally don’t see the relevance of it, because they’re not in the spot-light, or because they don’t share our respective religious, ethnic or national commonalities.

2. We are only reactive activists-

Many of us raise funds & go to rallies for justice & all of this good-stuff, when it is deemed popular to do so. But, what about when no else is talking about things that need to be addressed? It’s very clear, to me, that many of us are only followers, who just allow the whim of the day to dominate our activeness like a helpless leaf in the river: it’s just goes with the follow, where it decides to lead it…that’s exactly how we all are.

3. We are generally very internally biased-

It’s very easy to stick-up for someone whom is of the same religion, ethnicity, culture, nationality as you. But, let’s examine how often we actually jump out the window, to help those whom are outside of ourselves, our circles/cliques, or our (religious, ethnic, cultural, national, etc.) communities. We will find that it’s so much more challenging and that it’s a lot easier to give lip-service than to commit to action.  I mean, of course, it’s natural to want to help your own; but, at the same time, why do we not view our entire Human family as our own? Why do we make distinctions, based upon religion, ethnicity, culture, nationality, when the things which people anywhere/everywhere have entitlement to, as to who deserves what and at which time? Whenever, if ever someone is in need of something which is crucial to the preservation of their lives, then it is upon all of Humanity, to make sure that all of Humanity has all that is necessary for their general well being.

Muhammad (Peace be upon him) said it best, “None of you believe, unless he loves for his brother what he loves for himself.”.(an-Nawawi) Unfortunately, most Muslims, think that this only applies to other Muslims, but think about it: We are, in fact, all Human brothers & sisters, by virtue of the fact the we all have the same common-ancestor…and, no…I’m not referring to the Great-Apes…I’m talking about the first Human beings, Adam & Eve (Peace be upon them both). We are all from them, and they are the parents of Humanity.(Qasas-ul-Anbiya’/Stories of the Prophets, ibn-Kathir) And, also, we know from the general character & actions of Muhammad, that he treated all people with a sense of respect, mercy, compassion, love, dignity, and as Muslims, we are obligated to follow in his footsteps, but, alas, we often don’t.

Let us learn from tragedies like this and learn to appreciate the fact that all of the creation of Allah has purpose, rights, relevance, significance, and beauty, and that whenever a tragedy that takes the life of any of Allah’s creation, that it’s not something to make a joke out of, or to think that it is deserved, especially in the case of murder. It doesn’t matter whether those murdered were Muslims or not; it doesn’t matter whether these people were Black or not, it doesn’t matter, whether these people were from wealthy families or not; it doesn’t matter whether it was only 20 something persons killed, or thousands upon thousands, killed in a war-torn nation; it doesn’t matter whether this tragedy happened in a suburb in Connecticut or in a bombed-out city in the Muslim-World; it doesn’t even matter whether the children killed in this tragedy were born to Muslims, Jews, Christians, Buddhists, Hindhus, Jains, Shamanists/Tengrists, Animists, Atheists/Anti-Theists…what happened was a tragedy…what happened was a massacre…what happened was murder, and murder is a sin & crime before Allah, and Allah will hold those who sin against Him & His creation, on the Day of Standing.

Gareth Bryant/2012

A Mother’s-Day alternative: The undisputed status of the Mother in Islam

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Every year, year, after year, this holiday, known as “Mother’s-Day” is celebrated all around the world, fueling the economy of every country which profits from chocolates, flowers, and cheesy Hallmark cards, that could’ve easily been made by a five year old, but are being sold & bought, hand-over-fist. I have decided to elaborate not on the holiday, or why Islamically, it’s not necessary to just show your mother you actually value her, just one day out of a whole year. But, as a Muslim, I think that it’s crucially important for people to know the value that Allah has given the Human female, particularly, the Human mother, that’s what this post is about.

The status of a mother, in Islam, is by far the most honored position in life. The reason why I dare to say this is because the woman, just as a Human being, plays such a dynamic role in societies; and, by being a mother, her role is that much more enhanced-Mothers are the backbones of families, communities, societies, and nations…point blank.

This is very evident, when Allah mentions the divine obligation, to respect the wombs, our mothers, the women whom we all were blessed to be protected & sheltered in, from the day of our conceptions until the day of our births.(Noble Qur’an: Chpt.4, V.1) In fact, the Arabic name for womb is “رحم” (in transliteration, it’s pronounced as Rahm). This word is commonly translated as womb, or kinship/family-ties, and it does mean all of those things. However, what the true essential meaning of this word is a place where mercy resides. And, that’s exactly what the womb of the female is: It is a place where a child, in the developing stages one’s mundane existence, finds protection, from the outside world, from disease, and is endowed with both divine, as well as maternal mercy, care, love, tolerance & compassion.

This is something very necessary to reflect upon, especially for men, who will never, under normal biological standards, established by Allah, have to deal with the responsibility of carrying a life within themselves. It is truly a most noble task, for the woman to be the carrier of us all, into the realm of the Mundane. Unfortunately, when we evolve, from whining lil’ babies into “Men”, we forget the people in our lives, whom Allah had made responsible for our safety & well-being, when we were younger. And, most of the time, those people are our mothers.

Now, don’t get me wrong, here, fathers definitely do play a most important role, no doubt; we, as men & as fathers, have the heavy task of being the head-of-household, which is no easy task at all-We’re responsible for everybody, even the family-pet. But, to just be fair, fathers just don’t sacrifice as much as mothers do, unless of course they may be single fathers. In most cases, when it comes to children, the mothers are left with the brunt of the responsibility, and this has been proven historically, and is still being proven contemporaneously.

One of the many proofs that women sacrifice more than men is just from a biological standpoint of view: Men don’t have thir health at risk, as a result ofchildbirth, women do: as a result of carrying babies, especially in the cases of twins, triplets, etc. Also, women, when it comes to giving birth itself, it’s like they’re on their potential death-beds. It is very easy for women to die, while giving childbirth, even in an industrialized,  modernized, developed country, like the United States of America, for example.

And, this is exactly why the Prophet (Peace be upon him), when asked, “Oh Messenger of Allah!!!
Who is most worthy to be in my company?”, he said, “Your mother”. the companion who asked the initial question (May Allah be pleased with him), asked him the same question two more times, and Muhammad (Peace be upon him) give the same answer, two more times. Then, he asked, “Well, who’s next (meaning who’s next in line to be most worthy to be in his company)”, then Muhammad (Peace be upon him) said, “Your father.”.(al-Bukhari)

So, it is very easy to see, from the classic Islamic perspective, how Allah has honored the mothers of Human beings. Even the societies that we live in are based upon the good treatment of women. I mean, realistically, you can’t have a healthy, sophisticated, functional nation, without a healthy, sophisticated, functional society. And, you can’t have a healthy, sophisticated, functional society, without a healthy, sophisticated, functional family, and the woman is the foundation of a family, in all reality.

Now, if the foundation of anything is compromised, then, anything or everything that is built upon it will not be strong. Likewise, if the woman is not well taken care of, then our families, societies & nations are doomed to fail. I mean, it’s no wonder why the Arabic word “أمّة” (pronounced Ummah, which means community, society, nation) is linguistically derived, directly, from the Arabic word “أمّ” (pronounced Umm, which means mother). Now, with that being said, I hope that I’ve made it clear how important women are, must be & should be, to us all.

Gareth Bryant/2012

My thoughts on my father:

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I know how much having a father has been important in my life, regardless of the fact that he wasn’t even a Muslim & died when I was very young. I thought that it would be good to just share this importance to you all-I’m often left thinking, to myself, that if my father could be the man whom he was, without Islam, then I owe it to Allah to strive towards being at least half of the man that he was, with Islam. This particular poem is meant to celebrate the utter importance of having a father, generally, which domestically in the U.S., as well as other parts of the world, the status of fatherhood has really become a pathetic joke, not taken seriously at all, and we’ve all been more & more bombarded with this global, socio-culturally-influenced/encouraged “dead-beat dad” syndrome, which has taken the world by storm, as one of the greatest negative phenomenons of our lifetimes. Every Human being has the absolute right to have two parents, both mother & father, to be there for them, as long as they live, to give them some sort of positive rearing & direction in this material-existence.

I know my Father:

He was the  man from whom I’ve inherited 23 of my 46 chromosomes.
He was never like a rollin’-stone, in & out of different women’s homes.

Although he died when I was only 8, my time with him was just great.
Alas, Allah decided to take him from me, it was just his destined fate.

It was always known he loved me & I knew that he cared.
He had the heart of a lion, he was so brave, never scared.

I know that he loved and cared for his own kids.
He even fathered children who weren’t even his.

He was A-Class, with great personality & a legendary smile.
No other father in the world could’ve ever imitated his style.

I’m simply in awe, oftentimes, at the mark of a man that he has made.
It’s been so many years after his death, yet his legacy just won’t fade.

If only I were ½ of who my father was.
Striving for that is such a worthy cause.

Gareth Bryant/2012