Hello, I'm new! I'm looking for a Ramadan poem for young children. If you have one designed for older children, please post it, maybe I can shorten/revise it. I have poems for Hanukkah and Kwanzaa and would be very willing to trade Thank you!
internet search for poems I have done an internet search for you and will check my teacher monthly theme books for any poems. These are the three i found on the net. good luck. ruth A RAMADAN POEM THE HOLY MONTH OF RAMADAN FOR THE MUSLIMS (SUBMITTERS) HAS BEGUN PRAISING GOD THROUGH THE DAY, FROM DAWN TO DUSK WE FAST AND PRAY. WE PAY ZAKAT (CHARITY) FOR THOSE IN NEED, TRYING OUR BEST TO DO GOOD DEEDS. WHEN THE SUN HAS SET, AND DAY IS DONE- I'LL BREAK THIS CHAIN, BUT ONLY ONE. BY THE END OF RAMADAN, THIS WHOLE CHAIN WILL BE ALL GONE! IT'S TIME TO CELEBRATE AND SHARE IN THE FUN!!! [ From Mother Earth ] My little children, who have been raised by the moon with the sound of sharpening crescent swords as their lullaby The children, who have grown looking up the frozen moon in deep dark shades My poor children, who have no memories of warmness of your mothers, instead of having loyalties to the existence called ‘Allah’ while sharpening your own lives until becoming transparent Once the moon and stars were the great guide in the desert They’ve been gentler than the burning sun to your ancestors But now the moon above your rocky roofs is freezing hard Aren’t they your children who now need warmness the most? Wish you could imagine it even you have no memories about it You also are my sons born by me ‘The EARTH’ You might not notice it, because you’ve only looked at the moon, but I’ve always loved you too, my sons I wish to warm up your little children in my two hands now Sudden assaults to your innocent siblings, and wounding your own mother, do you think all that was your Allah’s will? If so, and if your ‘Allah’ would be the only absolute God as you say, your siblings also have to curse you because of the same Principle, and your children and their children have to hate each other as well Do you truly think that was Allah’s will to bring the End? My big children, who have grown in warm light without knowing the lives in shade, You are about to hit them with all your anger without listening to their defense Is revenge the right thing to do? You know that your little brothers never flinch by ‘force’ If you want to remonstrate them for never repeating this mad violence You have to try to understand them, don’t you? Who pushed them in the dark shade? Who gave them the reason to grow in that way? Won’t you reflect about those? The boys who had grown shaking their bodies together in the Qura’n cradle, they pray to Mecca five times a day as well as other gentle Muslims Having their fast from sunrise to sunset in the month of Ramadan they have felt hunger to try to overcome their self Big sons, Mecca and Medinah are the origin of their heart Haven’t you violated them with your boots for your self? Haven’t you thought it’s reasonable demands to live rich getting the sunshine, and forgotten joys to share a blessing with the people on the other side? My children, all precious children to this Mom, If each of your ‘God’is the truly absolute only God, both must actually be the same, isn’t it? Why do you stand back to back with each other? Can’t you look at the same original direction? I have raised living creatures since 3,400 million years ago From microbes to birds, whales and you, humans unlimited kinds of abilities and beauty were made; shapes, songs and thoughts among peoples have been diversified I was looking for to seeing and enjoying that harmony from now on… I heard that both of your ‘Gods’ are merciful, tolerant for giving absolution to truly penitent criminals, is that right? Your mother: myself is imperfect, and lived for 4,600 million years repeating trial and error Each time to create error and forgiveness, I found a new balance As the result, diverse creatures were evolved My children, none of you are perfect which means the end I’m still not sure about God after my 4,600 million years life, but I guess you also feel God only about His part which you sense It means your ‘God’ grows as to your growth If frozen, ‘God’ can’t work, can He? Poor little sons, you need not keep stirring up anger to bear your crying Aren’t you the ones who know the most about that Allah actually never commanded terrorism? Cry loudly with a fall of tears staring at your sin It must need much more bravery for you now to cry than to kill or die But the tears of supple penitence can melt the ice covering your ‘Allah’, and you can get back His lively light Big children, when your brothers cry for their confession, are you ready for hug them in your arms with love? Are you sure that your ‘Justice’ is not also frozen wrapping your selfishness? Why don’t you melt all those icy stuffs? Why don’t you clean up weapons, remove your jackets, and grapple with each other? Feeling each other’s heat and heartbeat, why don’t you shout out at each will? I bet you will find that you are all brothers and sisters in my arms If there is a will of God, it must always seek ‘a new harmony’ That I realize all through 4.600 million years of my life Nowadays you who were raised in different ways have met each other too quickly creaking among all kinds of justice and measurement The conflicts are the process to go on to the future Communication of all my children is a new history in my life The huge blood of sacrifice brought the test for all of you to find out if you can bring a new harmony in the new world or not, The original meaning of ‘Jihad’ wasn’t doing battle for Allah’; it meant ‘much effort to God’s will’, didn’t it? Then Jihad really means ‘much effort to bring a new harmony conquering ones own difficulty’, I believe How wonderful it is, if all my children take that Jihad for a new harmonious world! Listen, ‘Will’ is a very precious thing for each one relating to each one’s experiences ’God’ who forces your ‘Will’ is not true God When various wills from each heart gather and harmonizes, God might smile for you How beautifully the communication flowers will bloom at the time! Before seeing it, don’t bring the end of the world, please Your new world will start finally from now on All my all children! -- by Yoshiko McFarland – Submission Song ~ The Five Pillars (1) We pray five times a day We pray it everyday God told everyone to pray five times a day. (2) We give to Charity We give as best we can. God told everyone to give to charity (3) We'll go to Hajj one day God willing, we'll all go. God told everyone to go to Hajj one day. (4) We fast one month a year. We fast it every year. God told everyone to fast one month a year. 5) We worship God alone. We worship only God. God told everyone to worship God alone. (Sing this verse twice)
