When we consider generosity,We think of those possessed of wealth and timeWho give with or without the vanityThat often taints a gift with hues of…

The ummah is as one body. We wonder where the hate we see begins;We blame the haters and their mentoring,But seldom see the damage that…

It’s true that sticks and stones may break my bones,But words are such a different projectile,For even do the deadliest of dronesAnnihilate the living in…

The silence of the night is loudest when The sounds of sleep and timber creak are one; To rise as rebels, wont to fall again…

I often wonder how to reconcile This paradox in knowledge that I see: To slog through books in earnest, all the while Admiring the unlettered…

Is this the brand of greatness we desire Will all this madness make us great again Dividing hearts and setting lives afire And separating kids…

This came about while watching my son as we waited at the airport a couple days ago. My life is like this chocolate milk delight…

The circle of humility is small And only those who cannot see it enter, For such an entry makes your humble fall It is a…

Like waves that break before they meet the shore, And fruit that’s plucked before the ripening; Like sonnet on iambic feet before It finds a…

Awakening to sounds of foremost light I feel the stories tear into my soul Of someplace where the sun fell on the night To vaporize…