BILAL

Title: "Roots of Bilal"

In the rising sun, hear the morning call,

From the east to the west, Bilal stands tall.

Voice like thunder, soul so free,

Calling truth to the winds, like waves in the sea.

He walks with peace in every stride,

A lion of Jah, with the Qur'an as his guide.

No gold or chains can weigh him down,

He's got love and faith, that’s his crown.

Oh Bilal, sing your song so true,

Reggae rhythms in the skies so blue.

With your heart in the light, and your feet on the ground,

You spread that deen with a righteous sound.

Oh Bilal, child of the Most High,

Let your prayer rise up to the sky.

Roots deep in truth, branches wide with grace,

You carry the name that lit up time and space.

From the desert sands to Kingston’s shore,

Peace and unity — that’s what you’re living for.

No hate in your chest, no fear in your eyes,

You chant "La ilaha illa Allah" under starry skies.

In the rhythm of the drum and the whisper of the breeze,

You find your path with the utmost ease.

They may not know, but they will see,

A Muslim man, living righteously.

In every beat, in every line,

You reflect the signs, you’re a light that shines.

Oh Bilal, sing your song so true,

Reggae rhythms in the skies so blue.

With your heart in the light, and your feet on the ground,

You spread that deen with a righteous sound.

Oh Bilal, child of the Most High,

Let your prayer rise up to the sky.

So chant your name with honor and grace,

Bilal the brave, in this worldly race.

Reggae flows through your soul, calm and strong,

In the name of peace — you carry the song.

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