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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

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The Nigger’s Coming home for Dinner!!!

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Author’s-Note:
The following Poem is a necessary-dedication to anyone & everyone who has every been denied marriage, to someone, exclusively because of Nepotism, Ethnocentrism, Nationalism, and all other manifestations of `Asabiyyah/Bias.

Your daughter loves me but you emphatically don’t…
…she wants to wed me, but, letting her, you won’t…

What is it, about me, that makes you hate me?
Is it the way I walk, or is it the swag in my talk?

Why is your 1st-judgement of me my skin-color, as opposed to my Deen?
Is this because you’re from the burbs & I’m from the Slums of New York?

Did you threaten to send the love of my life back to Kandahar?
Did you already tell her uncles in India to give her face a scar?

Have you since plotted to throw Kashmiri-Acid on her body, just so the Nigger can’t have her?
Or, have you banished her to Sanaa, or Aden, to ensure that the rest of her life’s a disaster?

Well…tell the brother from Egypt, the cousin from Cameroon…
…get ready to be annoyed, and to be put in a very foul mood…

Inform the grandfather of Azerbaijan, the aunt of Uzbekistan…
…that there’s no unfair Bias in Islam: make them understand…

…Warn the nephew from Malaysia, the sister far away in Morocco…
…explain what they don’t wanna hear, what they’d rather not know…

…Get ready to be surprised in Palestine…
…I want to marry her, and she’ll be mine…

…Break the news to mom from Tibet…
…she has not seen the last of me yet…

…And, don’t forget to tell dad from the Sudan…
…I will not cease, until he gives me her hand…

…So, next time your daughter brings someone home for Dinner…
…do not forget to save a seat for her future husband, the Nigger.

Gareth Bryant/2014

 

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

Gareth Bryant vs. Annam Choudhry:

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Author’s-Note:
Every month I’ll be conducting a Poetic-Challenge, challenging various poets, whom I personally know/interact with, just for the sake of sharpening/improving my own poetry, general-goodwill, respect for my fellow “Brethren of the Paper & Pen”, and to just see who from among us has the best “Poetry-Skillz”…Every month, I’ll be picking a brand-new Poetic-Challenger, via Facebook/Twitter, to compete with. This month, it’s Annam Choudhry. Next month, it could very well be anyone of you. So, just be prepared, with some fresh-rhymes.

Topic: Mothers

Gareth Bryant

Gareth Bryant

Mother are like no Others:

She carried you inside her womb…
…Inside them, we grew to bloom.

In Arabic, Womb means Protection…
…From disease, as well as infection.

We were evolved, developed inside her, for 9-months…
…Though we occupied her space, she didn’t care much.

That’s how much she really loved you…
…The mark of commitment that’s true.

When we came into the Mundane, they dried our tears…
…She rocked us to sleep, calmed our freights and fears.

She taught you how to spell, read and write…
…She taught you how to dress and be polite.

While our Fathers taught us about toughness, they taught, showed, us to love…
…When our peers encourage us to seek vengeance, they teach us to forgive.

Fed you from her plate, starved herself, so that you would have the lion’s share…
…But, when they need us, to help them, we cast them aside & we don’t even care.

Our mothers kept us in their bodies, for almost a whole year…
…The protected us, but, now, we fill their hearts with much fear.

We have the audacity to raise our voices, when they tell us something that we don’t like…
…And, as mothers do, they always are willing to do for us, like nothing happened, so nice.

When Fathers die, or run away, it’s the Mothers who stay the course, and hold things down, without any such complaint…
…This is why Ummah, meaning Society, is from the word Umm, which means Mother; their contributions to our lives great.

Gareth Bryant/2014

Annam Choudhry

Annam Choudhry

A Mother’s Love:

A void that cannot be filled with anything other than Allah

Because when her soul has departed from her body,

There will be no one on the face of this Earth

Who could love you like she did.

Accept you like she did.

Hold, mold, break, shake,

Make you like she did–a mother’s love.

Her body made you, flesh and bones, only by His Will

And no matter how many times you would break the fragile flesh of her heart

The shattered pieces would come together, a perpetual miracle

Because of the Mercy and love placed in it from Allah

A mother’s love.

When you entered the house late at night

Wiped your feet all over your mother’s rights,

Know that it was her love for you that wouldn’t let her go to sleep

And her love for you that gave her grief

And her love for you that kept her pleading to Allah

To protect you from harm’s way, to guide you,

To make firm, in Him, your belief.

A mother’s love.

She enjoyed your childhood for a fleeting moment

Working to feed you, check by check, time stolen

Diapers, Gerber, Similac;

Tears and wailing, she often thinks back.

Though times were harder, it was much sweeter

Because her baby couldn’t disrespect her

But you could as a teenager

With your oppressive behavior

She didn’t know her baby would become her slave master–

Sign of the times. But even when time’s a changin,

What remains the same is

A mother’s love.

Don’t abuse her, ‘cause one day you’ll lose her

Place yourself in the future

Nothing will bring back your mother,

your mother,

your mother.

So love her.

Nothing will bring back her love.

Annam Choudhry/2014

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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?

The “Child-Marriage” Issue: I’d rather call it Youth-Marriage:

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Author’s Note:
Has anyone ever noticed that when it comes to the issue of “Child-Marriage”, only the Western-World uses the term “Child”? There’s a very important reason for this: they want people to get accustom to people always assuming that Men are marrying girls, under the age of Puberty, which is utterly perverse, in nature. This is exactly what happens, when one has the power over Language: when one controls Language, they can control how people interpret Law, Life, etc. However, in the Western-World, the issue of “Child-Marriage” has only recently become an issue, relative to the pathological rise & growth of Feminism, which has always (both historically & contemporarily) proves to be not only very biased/1-sided but also extremely hypocritical.(To learn more about Feminsim: https://garethbryant.wordpress.com/2011/10/19/bothmisogynyfeminismareevilandhereswhy)

1. Firstly, Islamically, the definition of a “Child” is one whom has not yet reached Balaghah/Puberty.(Abu-Dawud, Lisan-ul-`Arab: Lexicon of the Arabic-Language)

2. Secondly, when it comes to marriages, if there is a situation, where there is an arranged marriage-agreement between families, tribes (which is respectively very different than Forced-Marriages, “Kidnap-Marriages”, etc.), and the like, takes place before both the potential bridegroom & bride, or even if just the bridegroom or bride whom is under the age of Balaghah, then their is a period of time in which there is a respective waiting-period, which is supervised by the families, until the marrying parties are both old enough to either say yes or no and/or consummate their respective marriage.(Malik)

3. The most-famous example is that of Muhammad (Peace be upon him), in which after Allah had ordained that he marry `A’ishah (May Allah be pleased with her), the daughter of Abi-Bakr (May Allah be pleased with him): she remained with her own respective family, until it was confirmed that she had reached Balaghah. And, the reason why this is so important is because, Islamically, it is Mahrum to have any sexual-contact with any Human being, whom has not reached Balaghah.(al-Bukhari)

4. This is very crucial to know, as Muslims, because this is one of the most-slanderous insults which ignorant Muslims, and Islamophobes, generally attribute to Muhammad : Child-Molestation via marrying `Ai’shah at age 9, even though, ironically, not even his own religious-enemies, during his own lifetime, the Pagan-Arabs, ever accused him of something so disgusting as Child-Molestation, and they had accused him of some pretty ugly things.

5. It’s really ironic that most people who advocate that young-people don’t marry young argue about the health-risks of getting married young…well:

a. What about the health-risks of casual-sex, enjoyed by so many, whom are unmarried all across the Globe?

b. What about the health-risks of Homosexual-Sex (particularly/especially Male-on-Male/Anal-Sex)?

6. Although it is true that early-marriage does disrupt education, but, there are a lot more things which disrupt education as well, like:

a. Economic-Exploitation, which the Western-World enjoys, because, we just love fancy clothes & techno-savvy phones, made by workers whom would probably never get the chance to own anything which they make, for Western-World/Global markets, even if they saved every penny of their earnings for an entire year.

b. Wars in these same places where Youth-Marriages take place, as a result of the insatiable pathological craving for influence, power, control over the planet’s resources, all in the covert name/facade of Freedom/Democracy.

c. Educational-Exploitation, as a direct result of ruined infrastructure of these same nations, which the Western-World has invaded and turned upside-down via military, economic, political, and social destruction.

So, in conclusion, this issue is an open-shut-case: the issue of Youth-Marriage is just not what the Western-World vilifies it to be.

Gareth Bryant/2013

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