Enthusiastically, we left the fountain, Hoping to hop to the best of places, We took along the bests in the best, And were accompanied by the firsts in the first, We jubilated as Jubril engineered the argument, And kowtowed to Kawthar's logic, Sonorous recitations filled the atmosphere as, Abdul-Azeez seized the moment, After Mukhtar had mutilated the opponents' hope, Lo and behold! We hoped high, That our colour will fly high, Expectations dashed and hopes crushed, As the winners were not us, We were angry and engrossed in pain, And so as not to leave in vain, We considered giving them "Qoseeda", And we stole the show from the abusers. © Adh-dhikr Press
Meditating in the Cave of Hira, Prophet Muhammad received the Angel of Allah, Jubril who asked him to read. Muhammad was surprised and did not understand what he was asked to do, for he could neither read nor write - an illiterate.