Death
Has death not called upon your mind?
Are you drowned in sheer satisfaction,
That even you have gone deaf and blind,
Not rightly paying to your Lord’s attention?
Have you gone deaf to the sickening sound,
Of death banging at your door impatiently?
Are you not afraid of your time running out,
Handling your precious time squandarabily?
So be warned and take heed,
For how dizzy are you in heedlessness,
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You are the only one in need,
Not your Lord in His eternal timelessness.
As you strut regretfully in arrogance,
Hasty things you entertain yourself with,
Has your Lord not given you evidence?
Living freely as if death is just a myth.
Every soul shall have the taste of death,
No one is spared from the Lord’s call,
Anything belongs to Him, even your last breath,
Returning to His Mercy, everything and all.
For death is the only thing that makes us equal,
The only feeble dream amongst us poor people.
