I Told Him To Leave The Streets For Deen

Told Him To Forget Money, Told Him To Stay Clean

My Son Wasn't Always A "Badman"

I Know All The Mothers Reading This Know What I Mean

Time Flies As They Say...Further Away He Drifted Each Day

My Heart Cried For Reformity, My Du'as Filled With Desparation

Now I Stand Here Today Proving He Was Innocent; To The Nation

When His Best Friend Was Stabbed And Left Heartlessly To Die

There Was A Noticeable Change In My Son, Wallahi This Mother Tells No Lie

He Hugged Me And Cried And Promised He'd Leave All That For Me

Promised To Be An Example To Others And Wipe My Tears For Eternity

My Little Boy Wanted To Change

My Life Again Full Of *HOPE*

His Smile Was Soo Beautiful

Showing Me That I Could Now Cope

But Just One Action Drowned Me Into Darkness Again

Left Me Alone...Just Me And My Pain

Yes It's True.. My Son Was Shot In The Heart

9th Of July..My Life Torn Apart

The Killer Looks Me In The Eye And Says He's Full Of Regret

Yeah He's Full Of Regret, But How Does He Expect Me To Forget???

No Amount Of Sympathy, Tears And Regret Will Bring Back My Baby

But For Other Akhis This Could Be A Lesson Maybe

When A Person Dies, They Don't Die Alone

Their Family And Friends Suffer The Pain..

They Suffer The Pain But Nothing Do They Gain........Except Sorrow.

STREETS OR DEEN? The Choice Is YOURS...

{Muslimah Sam} xxx