Boxing Day

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This is a story about 
A boy named bilal
Born as a slave under 
White arab supremacy in mecca
You see
In the early years of islam
He was a companion 
Of the prophet muhammad
Peace be upon him
But what many do not know 
Is the racism bilal 
Endured even as a muslim
So you see, this slave bilal 
Even though he was the son 
Of an abyssinian princess
He was traded for three pagan slaves
A man, his wife and their daughter
Because slavery knows no honour
An' even though his gift was the voice 
That called other muslims to prayer
He was looked at and treated 
No different then the modern 
Day children of israel
But bilal an' his gift 
Was a sign that paved the way
The story of bilal applies 
To the bilal's of today (listen)

He was described as being handsome 
Impressive in stature
With a deep brown complexion 
Eyes that sparkled like diamonds
A fine nose 
Whatever that is 
And bright skin that glowed
Gifted with that deep, soulful 
Melodic, resonant voice
You see this boy named bilal 
As a man he grew a beard
Kinda' thin on both cheeks 
Unlike the thickness of his wisdom
A one of a kind-kinda' dignity 
Self esteem to match it
Persecution worse than slaughter? 
How bilal survived was magic
He was tortured 
Paraded in the streets 
Dragged round mecca
Even the kids that mocked 
He never buckled under pressure
Staring death in the face 
Bilal would never give his faith
Whips an' beatings came 
His limbs were bound to stakes
They spread his arms out like an eagle 
On the arabian sands
Under the scorching desert sun 
Bilal refused to recant
An' then umayyah ordered 
A hot boulder be placed on his chest
An' when the prophet found 
Out this is what happened next (aaaah)

He commanded abu bakr 
With the task of negotiation
He swapped those three pagan 
Slaves for bilal's emancipation
What ever happened to those slaves 
I guess never made it to the narrative
But bilal would rise to prominence 
As the minister of the treasury
Distribution of mecca's wealth 
He would give to the widows
Charity to the orphans 
Hand out rations to the traveller
If they couldn't help themselves 
Mr. Bilal was on the scene
Mr. Bilal was doing deeds 
Mr. Bilal was what they need (breathe)
Regardless of the school of thought 
They all agree, bilal
Gave the first call to prayer 
That made you all bow in salah
Bless that child of medina 
Who had a vision about 
The human voice
Once he heard 
The words to prayer 
Presented muhammad 
With the choice (hey!)
An' that child of medina 
Was abdullah ibn ziyad
Once muhammad adopted the idea 
Yo' he called upon bilal
Then muhammad taught bilal adhan 
Rejected by the shias
Same angel taught him 
How to pray also taught 
Him what to say (hey!)
Whatever the line 
Of thought you believe 
Remember this today
Cuz' the story of bilal 
Is going down with all the greats
Every bilal alive today 
I challenge all of you to say
The truth to power 
You must rebuke 
The daily devil of the day
Be you in this world 
But not conformed to it
Let 'em scorn you for it 
Stay humble in the faith 
As you challenge the opposition
Yes your name carries weight 
Held in high regards with honour
Bilal for all time, even in death 
He lives forever mnib 
(I done all my words wrong)

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