A shining light for all to see,
A symbol of truth through eternity.
A place of worship for divinity,
A symbol of strength to the community.

The place to unite and prayer together,
Rush too quickly regardless of weather.
I’m too busy to go.. Say this never,
Venture often to and at least endeavour.

Its doors are open, people go inside,
For all are welcome and in peace reside.
No raised voices of anger for you to collide,
Good etiquette and Manners you must abide.

Our beloved Mosque and second home,
A place were one will never feel alone.
Hear the Azan echo throughout its dome,
Love in our eyes we could never disown.

However, to your Mosque when did you go last?
Do you go yearly only to open fast?
Is it just a place you often pass?
A place you once went, but a place of the past?

Our Mosques are standing half empty,
No longer a place of plenty,
Yet it’s ours for free, no charge for entry,
An issue we should approach firm but gently.

Strength in Islam, we find in each other,
Simply through meeting a new sister or brother.
More then we know we need one another,
Just as a child seeks love from the mother.

The Mosque is the perfect place to meet,
And invite new Muslims to our holy retreat.
Don't gather and chat lowly on the street,
Come into the Mosque make your obligation complete.

Lead by example; take your family by the hand,
Guide them to the straight path of the Promised Land.
Perform Salat at Mosque follow Allah’s command,
Show the world our faith is glorious and grand.

Go to Mosque and be amongst those who care,
Go to Mosque and your knowledge share.
Go to Mosque and learn from others there,
And Inshallah make it full, I’ll see you there!

From afar,
I look at you and cry
Why?  Do you ask
These tears from my eye?

I do not know you,
Not even your name
But my love for you
Is all the same

My beautiful sister,
My respected brother
We must cultivate our love
Of one another

One faith is what we share
Of that you are fully aware
We know our God is One,
But our struggle to love has only begun

Are we ready?
Are we up to the task?
Purity of our hearts, Oh Lord
Is all that we ask

Out on the porch, the girls did jump
Out on the street, the boys did run
Out on the field, the children laughed away
But where, oh where, were we to stay?

In the meadows, the larks did sing
In the prairie, the coyotes did howl
In the forest, the beasts did lurk
But where, oh where, were we to stay?

Our families turned their faces
Our neighbors turned their noses up high
Our friends just looked us in the eye
But there was the house

With its chimney filled with soot,
Its roof crying tears of rain,
Its floors creaking with anger,
Our beautiful house

It gave us a place to pray,
A place to learn,
A place to educate,
A place to submit ourselves to our Glorified Lord, Allah (swt)

It was surrounded by angels,
Love, and peace
And the word of God

So let it be told,
That we were the outcasts,
For we accepted what was the truth
Islam

But we were only strangers to those who were blind sighted by ignorance
Who were subservient to society
Who wanted to blend in with the rest of the clouds in the sky

We were the rainbow that flourished
That shone brightly and vividly against the cold, pale, blue sky
We were hews that everyone envied
The ones that were so close, but yet so far

But one day, those billows clouded over our rainbow
They stole our house
Our books
Our lives
But what stayed with us was our Iman
Our faith

So no matter how many clouds overshadow our beautiful rainbow
The colors of Islam will always fly high

Where is it?
Is it
To conjure deceitful imaginations,
Chant eloquently with intent to mislead,
Invoke baseless claims,
That scares the only ignorant souls.
It is
The fear of Allah
The believe in the unseen
Establishment of regular prayer
Believe in all the revelations of Allah
They are
Indeed on true guidance
From Allah,
It is these who will prosper

This Month comes
Once every year
It brings with it
Lots of joy and cheer.

During this time
We fast and we pray.
We come together
To break our fast everyday.

On Lailatul Qadr
We stay up all night
Praying to Allah (SWT)
Until the sun shines bright.

The Month is Ramadan,
A time to give and share.
The end is  celebrated on Eid
With those we care for.