Ours is a Ummah of brothers and sisters.
Ours is a Prayer, said side by side.
Ours is a greeting of peace upon peace,
Hand in hand, and chest to chest.
Because ours is a world that's full of trials.
Because life is hell, for Muslims on earth.
Because this is a journey,
and all travellers are weary.
You need no reason to be your sister's keeper.
You need no excuse to be your sister's shield.
Be your sister's smile, her laughter.
Be the reason she lives today, to see Jannah tomorrow.