videoDubbed the “voice of a generation,” Boonaa Mohammed is a critically acclaimed award winning writer and performer with accolades including a playwright residency at Theatre Passe Muraille, a short story published in a Penguin Canada anthology called “Piece by Piece” and various slam poetry titles credits including winner of the 2007 CBC Poetry Face-Off “Best New Artist” award.

His popular Youtube videos have received over One Million views to date, and as an Artist he has toured and traveled across the world, speaking alongside some of the most influential scholars and entertainers of our time. He frequently conducts writing workshops and seminars, sharing his experience and expertise in Spoken Word story-telling with mainly youth from all walks of life.

Let me take a moment to show some kindness,

To the folks who blindness was a disease that effected the eyes alone,

I promise I won't judge you, I barely know how to love you

And like fools we preach rules, but we don't even follow our own.

Everybody needs comfort,

Some people find it in this; some people find it in that

And some people just don't find it at all.

But this world is full of signs

From the moon to the stars in the sky

From the bees and the bugs, like a seed in your blood

Like a feen to a drug, makes you need to look up

And questions what's up, why you deal with this stuff?

When your spirits are crushed and you trek through the rough

But like thunder it struck, said "Be" and it was

All the signs that were sent, they finally make sense

You feel the torment, so you need to repent

When your heart is cement, it's hard as a brick

Cause your soul is worth more than the dollars and cents,

All the money in the world couldn't buy you happiness

Cause "verily, it is in the remembrance of Allah, that hearts do find rest"

And do not get it confused,

I'm not a scholar or a preacher

I'm just a regular dude, who makes mistakes too

But we are reflections true,

So I cant talk about me without talking about you

And who knew?

We would end up in a place so confused

Where little boys wanna be like little girls and little girls just wanna be abused

Where the terrorize the truth, mentally arrest the youth

Even though there is no law but Allahs' and momma didn't raise no fool.

And who knew?

That expecting the world to treat you fairy because you think you're a good person,

Would be a little like expecting a bull not to attack you because you're a vegetarian,

You can't begin to learn what you think you already know

In mans own ignorance we forgot that women once watched us grow

And before that you were a tiny ball of flesh without any bones

And before that you were just unknown, and now look behold

You have the arrogance to assume that you just made it on your own?

But what were you but a chewed piece of clot, before the grew

And who knew you would trace you ancestry back to a zoo?

You must have really come from apes with your monkey point of views

Even the devil believes in God, so what does that make you?

And it's true

Sometimes I feel like Noah preaching to a packed empty room

Nobody wanna listen until we start rolling out two by two

I'm a big fan of Abraham; never break-up from Jacob

Joseph had the kind of beauty that you couldn't find in makeup

Moses was to Pharaoh what stones are to arrows

And David to Goliath was truth is to silence

Following, Solomon I'd get down too

Contrary to popular belief, Jesus is my homeboy too.

So peace be upon the whole crew who came to teach what we never knew

Even though few caught the groove, the never turned blue

Never confused what was true even if it was a taboo

Never came for fame or praise but to praise who the prayed too

And who knew?

That an unlettered man from the middle of the desert,

Would change the whole world from darkness into heaven

You may have every title, every big shot degree

But you still can't explain: Alif-Lam-Meem

And who knew?

There would be so many views and way to explain

That he's closer to you than your jugular vein

So if you complain that God must be cruel

Can you give Allah, all that he gives to you?

From the breath that you breath, to the trees that you feed

From the eyes that you see, to the sea that you eat

If I cut you, you bleed, than you heal magically

Were the illest machines, manufactured for means.

The concepts extreme but this world is a dream,

It's not what it seems filled with lies and deceit

The truth is serene so wake up smell the deen

Praises be to He, His Oneness, Supreme

Totally unique, in no need of sleep

Not like you or me, his greatness complete

No partners, no mates, no father, no sons

No discount 3 in 1, just Allah Azwa Jal

Even the birds sing his name,

The Lord of all the worlds

Glory be to He and to Allah is our return.