Who knew of thy coming?

A female Messenger was suppose to come,
But I connected to Thy Prophet Muhammad,
And MercyProphet the laws therein govern my life,
But the Country wishes my head,
That I do not like.

That is father's side supposedly,
Mother's side, do not know they were secretive.
I evey to much to figure on my own.

Am I a myth that slip thru so confusing is all of this,
One showed me Hinduism already read that didn't spiritually,
Connect to it except the wheel of Karma.

Back at the begining again but still connected to Thy Prophet Muhammad,
Blessed is he an MercyProphet.

In America I remain rather then lose ones head,
For i am a Mother as well, how would they feel,
To watch me die for something I didn't do wrong,
As no laws pop up except love thy neighbor as thy self.

25 poems come true now a Messenger for who?