Poetry Showdown #2





May peace be on you, Reader. Welcome to the Muslim Ninja blog.


You can call me Ninja.


Previously, on the Muslim Ninja...


Ninja had just signed herself up 

for a poetry showdown against two 

of her classmates. She managed to 

come out on top, but the fun's 

not over yet! Read on as Ninja 

must prove herself in the second 

round of the Poetry Showdown!


Inn has a very good announcer voice.


Thank you.


Me, Asya, and Nene had just finished the first 

round, and were ready to level it up. Nene, our 

judge, had chosen an unexpected topic for us...


N: Jannah (Paradise) .

M: Okay.

N: Look at her; she's already writing!

A: OH! Okay, okay.


A few minutes later...


N: Are you ready?

A: Let Muslim read hers first this time.

M: Alright.


Jannah

You may cry out when children die

But see in Jannah, how sweetly they fly

You may gape at the homeless man

But see in Jannah, his mansion is grand

You may fear that your sins overburden the good

But see, with Allah, how firmly your feet stood


N: WOW. That's really good.

M: Thanks. Read yours, Asya.

A: Alright, but I don't think it'll beat yours...


Jannah

Open the gates

One yells out as one shakes

Open the gates to your floor

And let us see so much more

Let our eyes be blessed with its greatness

As my feet do not know to be patient

Near it you hear the sounds of heaven

As the doors scream loud from the first to seventh


M: Praise Allah, amazing! I loved that last line!

N: Yeah, Imma have to give it to her.

A: Thank you.

M: I'm gonna judge the next round.


ROUND THREE COMING SOON


Alright, Ninja, which line was 

your favorite?


My favorite was definitely the last line, and also 

the other one...


As my feet do not know to be patient


What about you?


I can't choose; the entire poem 

was great.


Ah. Taking the easy way out, I see?


No. It is the smart way.


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PostScript

Inn, I got something for you, but I don't know if 

you'll like it.

What is it? I'm sure I'll like 

whatever it is you got me.

I can't help but worry, because no gift can compare 

to the gift of being with you.

Haha! Your cheesy pickup lines 

always make me laugh. Come, I 

want to see the thing.

It is (drumroll, please)... Vacation tickets! EEE!

Praise Allah! You actually got 

them!

Yeah, to Pakistan! For more than two months!

How could you afford them?

In the last blog post - The poetry showdown #1 - 

someone on the internet gave us '$$$$'!

What was their name?

Someone on the internet.

All praise to Allah. May Allah 

reward them, and may Allah reward 

you too. It'll be great to visit 

our families in Pakistan. When 

are we leaving?

Uh... what's the date today?

Saturday. May 18th.

Oh right. Our flight is in exactly one week.

Allah is Great, what! We should 

have been - I mean, did you start 

packing?

Uh. No?

I- I have to go pack!

Relax, we still have... a week... uh... you're 

welcome...?


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