If al-Masjid al-Aqsa could speak… it would say
I am not Palestinian, I am not Arab, I am Muslim but it is the duty,
Of every Muslim to make me free.
Where are your men, where are the armies?
That is what I need in times of atrocities.
If al-Masjid al-Aqsa could speak… it would say
Your speeches are empty and your words are weak,
I wish the truth had a tongue and my walls could speak.
To the tyrant rulers I don’t need your false lies,
I don’t worry about the merciless Zionists but I worry for the Muslim hypocrites and spies.
If al-Masjid al-Aqsa could speak… it would say
I don’t worry about tanks and planes,
I don’t care about the tractors and cranes.
I worry about the Takbeer inside me and the echoes of the Adhan,
I worry about the Tasbeeh in my corners and the melody of the Qur’an.
If al-Masjid al-Aqsa could speak… it would say
I want to hear the name of Allah, My Master,
He will free me from this calamity and disaster.
I no longer have any patience, the time has come,
Please! I beg you march and roll the drum.
If al-Masjid al-Aqsa could speak… it would say
To the Muslim rulers, come and liberate me,
Otherwise don’t you dare visit me.
O Muslims! Why don’t you feel my pain?
Don’t see you see the bombs and rockets that daily rain?
If al-Masjid al-Aqsa could speak… it would say
Where is NooruDeen? Where is SalahuDeen?
Nowhere are they to be found, nowhere are they to be seen?
O Ummah! Rescue me, I am shackled and tied,
You say you are 1 billion, but I feel like you have already died (spiritually).
If al-Masjid al-Aqsa could speak… it would say
They are weak and known to be cowards (Israelis),
But what has happened to you, you seem to have spiralled downwards?
Even a small army is sufficient, it would certainly conquer and win,
But you fear your enemy more than you fear your sins.
If al-Masjid al-Aqsa could speak… it would say
I know you will not come, I know you are afraid,
I await the Khalifah the one who must be obeyed.
I shall return to the Muslims, I will be free one day,
This has been prophesised and it is not just hearsay… (In Sha Allah).
Ismail ibn Nazir Satia (One who is in dire need of Allah’s forgiveness, mercy and pleasure)
15th Shawwal 1442
Audio recital of the poem