By Faizah Yeasmin ’14

A remarkable man; a respectable man; a righteous man was he,
A beneficent man; a benevolent man; his people would surely agree.
Born to a widowed mother who died at age six, a father who died before,
His grandfather, too, passed at age eight, his uncle would soon care for.
But alas! His sorrowful childhood did not get in the way,
For his legacy of best man has been carried to this day.

Disappointed and detached, he found peace in Cave Hirah,
Where he began collecting verses, beginning with ‘Iqra’.
For preaching he was ridiculed, constantly humiliated by the Meccan people,
But despite the mockery and physical torment, he considered them his equals.
One can be hateful, but this man was loving.

Afraid but ambitious, with the believers he fled,
In exchange for safety, lived in Yathrib and led.
A harmonious community developed from the peace his messages emit,
Bringing people together under one belief: to one God they would submit.
One can be intolerant, but this man was patient.

Advised by Allah, he changed the Meccan lifestyle,
Making peace didn’t work, so war was worthwhile.
After their defeat in Battle Badr and Battle of the Trench, Meccans expected little pity,
But instead were moved by his generosity and mercy to the city.
One can be resentful, but this man was forgiving.

Continuing his conquest, many more people united,
To others they spread kindness, to Islam they invited.
In the midst of his teachings, Allah granted him one supplication,
His he wished to save for his Ummah on the Day of Resurrection.
One can be selfish, but this man was giving.

Upon seeing his kindness, his altruism, his giving hand,
Muslims from around the world, together we would stand.

Minds are not conquered by arms, but by love and generosity,*
And true giving stems from good-natured amiability.
Such can be seen in the story of Prophet Muhammed,
Who despite his hardships in his early upbringing,
Was loving, was forgiving, was patient, was giving.

*Quote by Baruch Spinoza