You will not be asked about your culture in your grave...
And you will not be judged based on your fathers last name...
When the trumpet blares there will be no more Kings, only slaves
And your family traditions will not be able to keep you safe.
Your language will bring you no comfort on that day
And no one will care about the kind of food your mother used to make.
The angel of death does not desciminate.
No matter your ethnic group, clan or race we were created from the exact same clay.
Many nations have come before. Many nations have been replaced.
Disgraced and erased so which one of you feels safe and which one of you remember what life was like back in the day when we used to be brothers and we used to stand up for one and another in the face of trouble.
We used to love one another.
And understand that your struggle is my struggle... We used to be one.
A nation brought together in praise under the morning sun
For those who would dare
We would defend our rights to life and liberty, we used to care
Before then about the orphans and anyone else in despair.
We used to believe in justice.
We used to be fair.
Unity was not a word it was a state of mind before states, nations and flags...
We were mankind.
From the same seed we were created into the same dirt... We shall return.
Now we are diseased with innovation in the fire left to burn.
We seek to p[lease heads of nations, compromising what we've learned.
Indeed this is a time of humiliation for those who are concerned.
The state of our affairs is unbearingly absurd...
Taking enemies as friends after the wrath they have incurred.
Empty threats and broken promises vision is becoming blurred.
Wanna raise your hands up to the sky but most of you are unsure.
That the end is coming near and only one can judge us.
How can you be sincere when you forgot your purpose?
This is the final frontier, did you think we would not be tested.
Ridiculed, abused, confused, and arrested.
Made to feel strange in a place that's infested.
But blame is a game that they win uncontested.
We like to huff and puff about our things being protected.
But what's the point in reading books when you don't understand the message?
Divided and conquered but we used to be connected
And you didn't have to like us but you still had to respect us
Every corner of the globe but we still face in one direction
Standing row by row if not today then on the day of resurrection.
When there will be no protection
without the permission
of the one true God. Takbeer! Allahu Akbar.
Because we used to be brothers
But today I'm only really your brother
Until I ask to make your sister my bride.
Cause now a days it ain't girl whats your size
Its girl what's your tribe?
But what good are your eyes when taqwa is color blind?
And Alhamdulilah, praise be to the Lord of you and I
Who created us from difference
That we may learn to love what's inside.
Honored us with this religion, the last of its kind
And a Messenger with a Message for all of mankind
But I wonder what he would say ()
To know that his ummah has gone astray ()
He taught us to behave ()
He even taught us how to pray ()
He was the best to whoever came ()
So where is his example today? ()
He emphasized solidarity ()
It seems like we have forgotten his way ()
Because we used to be brothers.
But how many of you would leave your brothers on the front lines to die.
There are children in Palestine getting buried alive.
It's scary to think that we change the channel before we change our minds
There is no hope for a nation that is not unified.
Do you really see me as your brother or am I just some guy?
Do you protect me or do you put me on trial
Cause some of you are so stingy you won't even donate a smile
Subhanallah where is the love?
The state of our ummah is that we forgot where we came from.
But when your soul begins to quiver
In the shade of your rattling chest you will see that this world
Was nothing but an illusion you were in
O children of Adam don't be fooled by wicked men.
Cause there is only one God but enough people don't remember Him.
I am your reflection our connection is stronger than any election.
We seek protection in our Lord may He grant us direction
May He make us amongst those who love each other for His sake
May He make us amongst those who will receive His shade
May He make us amongst those who are content with our fate
May He make us amongst those who have the honour of seeing His face
We ask Allah for His Mercy, We ask Allah for His grace
We ask Allah to unite this ummah and to keep us safe
We thank Allah for the countless blessings that we receive every single day.
