Mommy, Tell Me About The True Ikhwan
A young teenage man asked to his mom
“Mommy, tell me about the true ikhwan”
His moms only smiles and answer his question
The true ikhwan isn’t seen in the width of his shoulders
It’s seen in the width of his arms that circle you
The true ikhwan isn’t in the deep tone of his voice
It’s in the how he whispers the truth
The true ikhwan isn’t how many buddies he has
Its how good buddy he is with his kids
The true ikhwan isn’t in how respected he is at work
It’s in how respected he is at home
The true ikhwan isn’t in how hard he hit
It’s in how tender he touches the circumstances
The true ikhwan isn’t how many women adore him
It’s in can he be true to the woman he loves
The true ikhwan isn’t in the weight he can lift
It’s in the burdens he can carry
The true ikhwan isn’t in the loud of his voice reading Qur’an
It’s in the consistency he runs the Qur’an in his life
After that the young teenage man is asking again
“who is the person who can fit those criteria, mom?”
His mom gives him a book and said “Learn about him”.
The young teenage man takes the book
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