That was then ; This is now. 

There was a man called Muhammad
He decided the pagans were being misled
He had a quiet place
It was a cave
Where he would meditate… 

Something pressed his chest 
He couldn't breathe, 
It expressed. 

Read… 
In the name of your Lord… 

He ran as fast as he could
To talk to his wife
He needed to escape
He was in distress
Believing he was possessed. 

His wife said,
My uncle is learned
He will know best
Let's get him over
He will quell your concern. 

That first night and times that followed, 
wanting to throw himself off a cliff
His wife believed he had a gift 
So from that, 
He did desist. 
The visits continued 
Some said the pagans were doomed... 
 
Few knew at first
Only family and slaves were immersed. 

Years passed, 
He announced what he had heard. 
The pagans felt disrespected
And betrayed
Muhammad, 
They tried to persuade. 
Muhammad, 
Insistent of the one god Allah.

The pagan idols were to be denounced
Only the revelations would count. 

The idols of the Ka'ba, 
Inside a big black cube
The 360 gods
Where previously
There was little dispute

Not coming to a resolution
The pagans tried boycotts, 
Even excluding
Muhammad and converts migrated
To Yathrib
Stating the pagans were plotting, 
To kill him. 

Welcomed with open arms
With that, 
Came Muhammad's terms. 
By recruiting helpers, 
They gave him protection 
And shelter. 
They would fight in his battles
For that,
They would gain chattels. 

Terrorising the pagans
Preventing them from running
Their trade routes. 
This came to battle
Then another, 
The matter needed settled... 

Jews and Christians were told
He had been sent as Warner
If they listened to him
They could avoid eternal torture. 
Believing he was a false prophet
This made them a target. 
Ordering his army to deport,
Exhort, enslave and kill,
Because Allah's revelations
Will be fulfilled. 

An army of ten thousand
Marched onto Mecca... 

He had returned to his birthplace, 
To claim Islams place
He destroyed the idols
Struck terror into the hearts
And for the pagans own survival
They took the Shahada,
They handed over the Ka'ba. 

Twenty three years passed, 
The significant visits
Were the last
By the time Muhammad died, 
In Arabia, 
All of his laws had been applied
The revelations and traditions
Were later compiled 
Anyone who rejected, 
Or defied, 
They would be punished or have to fight 
Until the verses of the Qur'an,
They do recite. 

4 Comments Add yours

    1. JA Statham says:

      Thank you very much

      Liked by 1 person

  1. Roxanne says:

    So well written. Very thought provoking. Keep up the great work J.

    Like

  2. Excellent !!! Love reading your verses.

    Like

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