Monday, January 14, 2008

Phatetic Youth

Thank you for the baggy pants that mopped our floors
Make sure don't leave a spot coz that'd be loss
You may think you're different but you're just the same
One in a million, more like nine tenth..

You are trying to hard to impress, what a mess
Wearing all that same shirt until it smells..yeesh
You spray it with a bottle of cheap perfume until
You feel dizzy from smelling your own stench

You're like a child kid, easily fascinated
Easily lured into the damaging culture of the tiny west
if you think they control what is here then
You must wait and see how will they react Then

What kind of world we live
Our kids playing with fire
But they don't know what comes after that

I don't need your lavish lifestyles to destroy our place
I don't need your addiction towards foolishness
You are poorest of poor coz not only
you've no money but you haven't got a price tag on

If someone dares to prove me wrong
Please do so coz I would bet but I don't
coz it's wrong so I won't but do go on
And please try to make it short and dont prolong

Your pace is slow, slower than turtles, slower than slugs
The future growth of this nation will be numb
The poor will start wearing shoes
And the rich will buy every inch of the land

Don't look at me like that coz you don't owe me
I don't see you givin' dontions or even alms-giving (zakat)
You despise those who are nice to you
Not because they're actors but they are trying to help you

What kind of world we live
Our kids playing with fire
But they don't know what's the consequence

AIG (Allah is GREAT!)

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