A tear for the oppressed

A Palestinian woman is trying to stop an Israeli buldozer destroying her Olive trees, during the Jenin massacre, April, 2002. Moshe Nissim, who operated an armored bulldozer for 75 straight hours in Jenin, has stated (as published in Yediot Aharonot Hebrew daily paper in Tel Aviv, May 31, 2002): "No one refused an order to knock down a house. No such thing. When I was told to bring down a house, I took the opportunity to bring down some more houses; not because I wanted to - but because when you are asked to demolish a house, some other houses usually obscure it, so there is no other way. I would have to do it even if I didn't want to. They just stood in the way. If I had to erase a house, come hell or high water - I would do it. And believe me, we demolished too little. [...] [The Palestinian residents] were warned by loudspeaker to get out of the house before I came, but I gave no one a chance. I didn't wait. I didn't give one blow, and [didn't] wait for them to come out. I would just ram the house with full power, to bring it down as fast as possible. [...] I didn't give a damn about the Palestinians, but I didn't just ruin with no reason. It was all under orders. [...] Many people were inside [the] houses we [decided] to demolish. [...] I'm sure that people died inside these houses... [...] I found joy with every house that came down,... [...] If you knocked down a house, you buried 40 or 50 people for generations. If I am sorry for anything, it is for not tearing the whole camp down..."

Source: Gush Shalom, at http://www.gush-shalom.org/archives/kurdi_eng.html

Zionism 101 and the Palestine conflict.

By Philior

"Everything they know about hate, you taught them. Everything they forgot about humanity, you made them forget. Give them a hug now, as they have proven themselves worthy of their parents - you." Quote from Gabriel Ash, YellowTimes.org

"There is no saint without a past, and there is no sinner without a future..." Quote from Babji, Indian sage.

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Faiz Karezi

An Afghan Singer.

01 - Kabul Jaan

02 - Janam Ba Tu Qurban

03 - Ameena

04 - Khosham Imshab*

05 - Aadam Khan

06 - Noor-e Do Chashmi

07 - Yaa Ali

08 - Labe Shireen

09 - Aawaara

10 - Khatme Zanzeeri

? LOVE ?

I thought love was just a mirage of the mind,

it's an illusion, it's fake, impossible to find.

But the day I met you, I began to see,

that love is real, and exists in me...

...
Perfection in my Eyes
All I ever wanted was to be part of your heart,
And for us to be together, to never be apart.
No one else in the world can even compare,
You're perfect and so is this love that we share.
...
We have so much more than I ever thought we would,
I love you more than I ever thought I could.
I promise to give you all I have to give,
I'll do anything for you as long as I live.
...
In your eyes I see our present, our future and past,
By the way you look at me I know we will last.
I hope that one day you'll come to realize,
How perfect you are when seen through my eyes...

Simple

What do you look like,

I wonder day and night,

Are you as glamorous as moon light,

In the middle of a silent dark night.

Are you as beautiful as the sunrise,

Which comes and makes the world rise,

Or as welcoming as the smell of a flower,

Pleasant as a summer day's shower.

We are so close, yet so far apart,

We are two souls, yet share one heart,

Yet I wonder day and night,

As to what you look like.

by Masood

What is the Purpose of Life?

What is the purpose of this life?

Money, holidays, a beautiful wife?

There is no point in us denying

Each heart beat brings us closer to dying

You'll breathe your last

Your life will have past

Don't pretend

Death's not the end

You will taste death, death never waited

Look around you, everything's created

It has a creator, it has a meaning

A mother gives birth and then comes it's weaning

The sun rises and gives us light

It sets, then falls, the blanket of night

The plants all grow, when falls the rain

They give fruits to man, and they too will wane

Why does man think that he will get away?

Spending life aimlessly, as if he's here to stay

A fixed time is appointed, everything will perish

Everything you hate, everything you relish

Except the Almighty Allah, He will remain

And then will come judgement, all on one plain

Allah will say, I gave you life

I gave you health, wealth and a wife

What did you do with your time?

What did you do in your prime?

Did you spread my message, did you spread islam?

Why not? Did you not read the Quran?

My friends, we muslims, we are so blessed

Allah gave us islam to supercede all the rest

My non-muslim friends, the Quran must be read

Read before it's too late and you're dead

You owe it to yourselves, it will make you cry

You'll know these words are from the Lord most High

Instructing mankind to the purpose of life

And the reward my friends is everlasting life

Our purpose is to worship our Lord most High

The reward is heaven where no one will die

You'll have anything you want, all the best dishes

And Almighty Allah will grant all of your wishes

This life my friends is just a cage

We should live by His orders, to be safe from his rage

You will understand when you read the holy Quran

You'll know the religion of truth is islam

Protect yourself and your families from hell

Embrace islam and all will be well

For the deeds of this life, you'll pay the price

In the depths of hell or in paradise

The Flower's Song

The humble flower swaying free,

Bent down in prayer as winds blew by.

No glimpse of greed nor poverty,

Stretched up again below the sky.

===

Listen closely to the flower's song,

As pedals play their part.

To turn Man's eye a moment long,

To God's great work of art.

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"See order in my rhythm,

See plan in my design.

See prayer in my precision.

I'm sent here as a sign.

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Ponder now, before I'm gone,

For winter here draws nigh.

Without knowledge of why we're here,

Is not wisdom but a lie?

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And as I sing my final song.

Take this as what we learn.

To God it is we all belong,

And to Him is our return."

By J. Schuck