Muslim Community Lobby Ireland is an independent organization established 1st May 2007. Its motto is TO USE THE VOTE RIGHTLY AND TO RAISE THE MUSLIM COMMUNITY AWARNESS WITH THEIR RIGHTS AND TO PROMOTE TOLERANCE AND UNDERSTANDING OF OTHER EXISTING GROUPS. لترشيد استعمال الصوت الانتخابي ولتوعية وتعريف المسلمين بحقوقهم في ايرلندا وان يعيشوا بتفهم للواقع وللجماعات الاخرى الموجودة على الساحة

Thursday, September 18, 2008

ICCI Ramadan Banquet

ICCI Invited some Irish guests, neighbours, government officials and members of the Garda to attend a breaking fast feast.
Many people attended the feast and gave their impression on video which was encouraging for future events.
It was a chance for people to understand each other by respecting each other’s culture, and learn that we are all human, who have the same needs and same attitude to life, in that we all constitute a happy society.

Here is a poem that will give an insight to what a Muslim family would do in Ramadan:

Wish you the best of Ramadan,
May your Ramadan be full of Spirituality and good deeds

Key words: Atika is a girl’s name, Abo: is father of, Um: is mother of.

The month of Ramadan and Um Aatika


She burnt her fingers, called her daughters in anger
Mother, nothing to fear we hope yet wonder
Feeding the fast, reward will come to you in abundance
Rejoice, no despair, there will be plenty reward for the blazing burn hereunder
She mumbled: I only was teasing! It was my blunder
She was screaming of pain and anger
That woke them up from their slumber
They were to her the best helpers and comforters
By sunset, the table was full, everyone came under
Family from all around, they gather
Their food was thanksgiving, remembering those in hunger
Um Aatika! Paused, reflecting;
For the children of Palestine she was crying
For the children of Afghanistan she was grieving
For the children of Iraq she was brokenhearted
For the hungry children of Somalia she was despairing
She made sure that some money gets to them in a hurry
She said: charity protects us from god’s wrath and anger
Those present were comforting her and so Abo Aatika
He prayed that Allah will take care and feed those in hunger
When the family had their tea;
They rushed to a nearby mosque to pray
Conscious of time Abo Aatika’s program was full for the day
He divided the day to three parts so the time won’t plunder
He declared repentance and wore the robe of forgiveness
What shall I say:
His prayers were thanksgiving for the endless bounties in abundance
His supplication was worshiping in devotion and fondness
His crack of dawn was glorifying, reflection and repentance
He is reading the Quran one verse after the other
He took a prayer place in the first row full of tender
And made sure he would be early for it like a quick thunder
When people see him walking to the Mosque, he is calm, no anger,
They came to salute him as if he is the aficionado Legendre
And when he goes out of the mosque in linger:
An hour of chat and mixing bringer
When the last ten days of Ramadan come up
He’d be the first for seclusion monger
He shuns the world and worship the protector in humble
Atika said: father, the Eid is looming
And we love to know what happened to the presents we wonder
He consulted with Um Aatika
Many presents and valuables for all the family members
Their son, a gift from god, visited them and held him in circle
Mother, father, and sisters I missed you a bundle
I love to see you but work was a shamble
Mother showed him love and caring for his grumble
Proud was the father for his son’s return a bundle
He gave each of them a present to remember
Overwhelmed and happy Um Aatika was in cheerful temper
She came with sweets, coffee, and pancakes and sprinkle
Zakat was given to the poor and those in hunger
Good deeds, visits, worshipping the month dwindles

And it is dwindling now!
Poem by Bashir

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