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Fellowship Feature - His Beloved, My Master

11/5/2025

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❝ I grew up going to Sunday school
Little girl with big eyes and a bigger hunger for God
Mouth so full of Arabic before I even knew what my tongue was capable of
Allāhumma ṣalli ’ala sayyidinā Muhammad
And that word — sayyidinā --
That master
Sat in my chest like a stone I was too scared to name

Because where I’m from,
Master was not a title of love
Master was not a title we gave willingly
Master was the whip that bent backs
Master was the auction block, the blood on the bark of southern trees
Master was the reason my last name ain’t the one God wrote for me

So how do I, a Black woman,
Descendant of the stolen and the unspoken,
Pray with the word master on my tongue and mean it with love?

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Fellowship Feature - The Black Mother

10/11/2025

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"The Storyteller" - Thierry Lamare
❝ ​I am the Black girl that crossed the dark sea
Carrying in my body the seed of the Free
Now home on Native land
I am the woman who worked on the field
Bringing the cotton and the cane to yield 
I am the one who laboured as a slave
Beaten and mistreated for the work that I gave
Children sold away from me, husband auctioned off, mamas voided too
No safety, no love, no respect was I due
A prey to white violence, a slave to white lust
No value, low-priced
Back then I sucked salt and bit the dust
Four hundred years deep in the South
But God put a song and a prayer in my mouth 
God put a dream like a steel drum in my soul
Freedom gave fire to this body turned cold
Now, through my children, I'm watching the seed grow,
Post up like the Fruit,
Now, through my children, I'm hitting the goal.
Realize child the blessings denied to me
I couldn't read then, I couldn't write 
I had nothing back then, not even the night
Some days the road was hot with sun
But I had to keep on till my work was done
I had to keep on! No stopping for me--
I was the seed of the coming Free
I nourished and nursed the dream, the struggle 
That nothing can smother 
Deep in my breast-- 
The Black mother 
I had only one hope then, but now through you,
Black children of today, my wildest dreams must come true
All you dark children in the world today out there,
Remember my blood, my sweat, my tears 
Remember my years, heavy with sorrow-
And make of those years a torch for tomorrow.
Make of my past a road to the light,
A revolutionary path
Out of the darkness, the ignorance, the night. ❞
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Written by Zaakirah Rose
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Pearls of Islam - A Performance at the Concert of Hope

8/1/2019

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Sakinah Lenoir & Rabiah Abdullah
The Pearls of Islam are an acoustic dynamic duo born and bred in London. Their parents are converts of African Caribbean Heritage. Growing up in a convert family the Pearls were always exposed to many different types of Music from reggae to rhythm and blues to classical to traditional qasidas.

It was their parents passion and love that encouraged them to use their voices for the love of the Prophet Muhammed (
صَلَّى اللّٰهُ عَلَيْهِ وَسَلَّمَ) and their deen. As children they were always encouraged to sing on stage and perform their own poetry this eventually led to Pearls of Islam officially being established in 2005 under the management of Mecca 2 Medina. Since then, inspired and moved by their family and their Shaykh the Pearls have continue to express themselves through the use of their music and nasheeds.

The Pearls perform a mixture of nasheeds, rap, poetry and spoken word accompanied with the Djembe, Daff, Darbouk and Guitar.

They have been blessed to perform and take their music all over Europe from the Netherlands, Switzerland, Germany, Norway and perform to all audiences.

Their varied work captures the attention of all types of audiences, non Muslim and Muslim alike. The Nasheeds which the ladies perform are in both English and Arabic and written with enthusiasm and love. Each piece has been worked on individually and expresses the love for Allah (
سُبْحَانَهُ وَ تَعَالَى), His religion, His beloved Prophet Muhammad (صَلَّى اللّٰهُ عَلَيْهِ وَسَلَّمَ), life and of course their spiritual teacher, Shaykh Muhammad Nazim. Their music emphasizes spreading the love of Rasululah (صَلَّى اللّٰهُ عَلَيْهِ وَسَلَّمَ) and the love of Haq (truth) in their hearts and others. (via Facebook)
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Fellowship Feature - The Black Stone by Baraka Blue

6/25/2019

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by Baraka Blue
(posted with his permission)
Last night I kissed the Black Stone
And, the Black Stone, kissed me back
And all the other loves I thought I had
They fade to black

The temptress disappears
At the arrival of true love
Lusts have all been banished
All has vanished but the one


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