{"id":67,"date":"2014-06-08T12:33:42","date_gmt":"2014-06-08T12:33:42","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=67"},"modified":"2014-08-08T12:35:10","modified_gmt":"2014-08-08T12:35:10","slug":"caliphate-of-the-heart","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/caliphate-of-the-heart\/","title":{"rendered":"Caliphate of the Heart"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>Reacting to the recent antics of Boko Haram and the Islamic State, I write in Ghazal format of my understanding of Islam as seen through \/\/\/ the eyes of Rumi, and how far askew they are of it.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Inshallah, Rome will be won to the Caliphate<br \/>\nSaid the rally cry of the Caliphate<\/p>\n<p>Allah Akbar, ended online congratulations<br \/>\nFrom keyboard warriors of the new Caliphate<\/p>\n<p>Scaremongering journalists gave stories to scare<br \/>\nPublic into buying papers to learn to fear the Caliphate<\/p>\n<p>Less than ten thousand strong, they seek to emanate<br \/>\nOttoman borders and more in their cardboard Caliphate<\/p>\n<p>Committing sacrilege and not realizing the whole free world<br \/>\nIs of the hearts of tolerant men, Allah&#8217;s Caliphate!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Reacting to the recent antics of Boko Haram and the Islamic State, I write in Ghazal format of my understanding of Islam as seen through \/\/\/ the eyes of Rumi, and how far askew they are of it. Inshallah, Rome will be won to the Caliphate Said the rally cry &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[126,102],"tags":[127,2352,2350,128,129],"class_list":["post-67","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-ghazal","category-islam","tag-boko-haram","tag-ghazal","tag-islam","tag-nigeria","tag-womens-rights","column","twocol"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-15","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":1828,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/gaza-a-ghazal\/","url_meta":{"origin":67,"position":0},"title":"Gaza &#8211; a Ghazal","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"29th July 2014","format":false,"excerpt":"Cathleen ni Houlihan (1), she does not sleep tonight Her pains are over, but she thinks of another tonight Maiden pure, of downcast eyes, her honour challenged Her son stands against his brothers, defends her chastity tonight She afraid of being pillaged, having little left, cows in terror Her sons,\u2026","rel":"","context":"In &quot;Ghazal&quot;","block_context":{"text":"Ghazal","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/category\/ghazal\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"Painting by John Lavery of his wife in character as the mystical personification of Ireland in anguish, Cathleen Ni Houlihan","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/Hazel-Lavery-as-Kathleen-Ni-Houlihan.jpg?resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200,"srcset":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/Hazel-Lavery-as-Kathleen-Ni-Houlihan.jpg?resize=350%2C200 1x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/Hazel-Lavery-as-Kathleen-Ni-Houlihan.jpg?resize=525%2C300 1.5x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/Hazel-Lavery-as-Kathleen-Ni-Houlihan.jpg?resize=700%2C400 2x"},"classes":[]},{"id":330,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/she-seeks\/","url_meta":{"origin":67,"position":1},"title":"She Seeks","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"18th October 2012","format":false,"excerpt":"She seeks, each morning new, her desire And me? 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