He is in it for the dime and the dollar
He is in it for the glimmer and the glamour
He is in it for the fame and fortune
He is in it for himself and no other
She is in it for their worldly desires
She is in it for the pin up she admires
She is in it for the lies and deception
She is in it, in search of perfection
He is in it for the pain and the struggle
He is in it for the hate and the trouble
He is in it for the girls and the gold
He is in it, for he sold his soul
She is in it for not knowing any better
She is in it for the hopes that have been scattered
She is in it for the dreams that can be shattered
She is in it for what she thought mattered
He is not a devil worshipper
But a slave to his silent whispers
How does that make him any different
Tell me, is he any different
He is awake, but sleeps come Fajr
He walks but never to the mosque
He sees religion and turns to run
He walks by the beggar in the sun
She is at home, but leaves come Maghrib
She walks but never to the mosque
She sees religion and turns to run
She walks by the beggar in the sun
She is not a devil worshipper
But a slave to his silent whispers
How does that make her any different
Tell me, is she any different
He collects books by the tons
Novels of kings and their sons
He decks them, favorites on the top
The Holy book among them is not one
She collects magazines in a row
Kings of pop and their show
She decks them, favorites on the top
The Holy book among them is not one
They know not what they run from
They know not where they come from
They know not where they’re headed
They know not what they are worth
It hurts me to see you stray
It hurts me you live this way
It hurts me indeed
It hurts me to see . . .
Your self-respect slip away
Your culture and history fade away
Your loved ones living in dismay
Your eyes glazed like liquid crystal display
Come let me show you the way
Come bow with me lets pray
Come see a better day
Come walk towards God . . .
And He shall meet you halfway . . .
written & inspired by Phamo Ahmed
in collaboration with Pen ‘N’ Paper
Copyright © 2011
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