Lost in Prostration

"Lost In Prostration"

By Ruhudeen Ali

February 25, 2011

Standing in prayer with a blank mind

raising my hands to proclaim its time

for salah done five times more or less

maintained only by the best

the most pious steady prayin during riots

or stayin up in 5-star Hyatts it don't matter

the shaytan they gon' shatter

some wander off into fiction like the Mad-hatter

or eating chicken & rice platters on 53rd & 6th

prayin for their fix, others prayin for kicks

whether on point or off in wonderland

you can't judge the other man

cuz we're all lost in prostration

lost in translation over frustrations on the mind

speakin holy words but actin like mimes

not really comprehending the lines

spoken five times more or less

God bless the learned and the clueless

Lost in prostration

lost in communication with the Most-High

the land of the suffering is where the most die

pray for em cuz you can't spare a dime

sometimes you don't give a damn

cuz you don't live in their land

a place where freedom is banned

jailed for raisin your hand

but right now its time for salah

back to remembering Allah

humbling yourself, finding that moment

a connection in time when you're frozen

on a believer's miraj like The Chosen

Al-Mustafa (saw) feelin golden

'Catcher in the Rye' like Holden

shaytan emboldens thoughts better hold 'em
cuz you're standin in front of the Throne dun
and at the end say salam to your angels
only to go back to being strangers
til you're back in danger seeking salvation
kneeling again seeking reparations
back to being lost in prostration, in the contemplation
 conveyed five times more or less
spoken by the righteous
God bless the learned and the clueless.