On The Wings Of Angels: A Poem For Imam Khomeini’s (R.A.) Return To Iran 40 Years Ago Today

by Jonathan “Madd Cold” Azaziah

Sent by ALLAH (SWT), On The Wings of Angels…

Whole of the planet blinded by the luminosity of the blinging halos…

Like a package of dynamite that brought down the pillars of oppression…

Like the hand of a lone survivor reaching for the sky through the spillage and the wreckage…

Like the blade that disconnects the head of a tyrant…

Like the sage that redirects a fledgling lion…

Gives him meaning, gives him the way, facilitates his path…

Shapes his skills, strengthens his faith and shapes his wrath…

That’s what he did when he returned home On The Wings of Angels…

All the plots of the Empire and its puppet king were mangled…

The ground opened up and the air got fresher and cleaner…

It was like Islam had been unshackled, even gangsters and hustlers turned to blessed believers…

The clouds gushed tears of victory, the sun rose with a difference in its shine…

Revolutionary sentiments unfroze, all moved by this holy saint of a man who emanated the reflective light of the One Glow of the Magnificent Divine (SWT)…

Cheers echoed across Earth, through the universe and beyond in the Heavens above…

Multiple dimensions felt it and melted, because the message was one embedded with love…

Over 25 centuries of despotism died on the spot…

Like divers who weren’t exercising caution when they dived in the ocean and they were broken by the ferociousness of the waves before they were filleted as they died on the rocks…

That’s what happened to the Shah (L.A.) when he moved against the Anti-Tyranny and and hoped to see it on a string and strangled…

But all his efforts couldn’t stop what swooped in On The Wings of Angels…

The devilish dictator wasn’t gonna be rescued by money nor his wife’s rings and bangles…

Cancers shook, and Great Satans trembled in fear…

‘Cause each knew, and still do, that their ending is near…

While the Islamic Revolution ascended and ascended and ASCENDED and steered…

Movements and individuals that would triumph and triumph…

Inextinguishable, Ashoura made flesh, burning evermore were its pyres and fires…

Scorching away everything indecent and making ash out of the Zionist legacy…

He returned On The Wings Of Angels, and with his words alone, he drove Zulfiqar-like daggers into the eyes of hegemony…

On The Wings Of Angels, he made Resistance breathe, a thousand factions turned into kin and smashed together…

To form a single fist that would blast through the Imperium’s crass endeavors…

On The Wings Of Angels, and from his Sajjadah, he taught us that no oppression, regardless of how old or how entrenched will last forever…

He saved the women, he saved the men, all the mothers and the fathers…

He upheld every struggler, all the brothers and the martyrs…

The poor became his shield, ’cause he knew too well that poverty maims and kills; so he upheld the fishermen, the sanitation workers, the poets, the teachers, the maids, the strong-men of construction and the farmers…

He saved our souls, never will we be spiritually dejected again…

As Muhammad (S.A.W.W.) and Ali (A.S.) would have wanted, he made politics and religion connected again…

And he told all who would listen that his people would never follow “Tel Aviv” and Washington’s directives again…

He saved the boys, he saved the girls…

He restored Islam, and to this day and for every day remaining, his wisdom will blaze and swirl…

On The Wings Of Angels, Imam Sayyed Ruhollah Khomeini (R.A.) came back to save Iran, and save the world…

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