Inspiration: A status of Shahraiz Tabassam, which is the title of this poem (or at least that’s what I remember it was). I told him I’d write something on this and he said I better get credits for it. Although he was joking but I do owe him a jazakAllah khayr for putting that up :) Check out his work here https://www.facebook.com/studiostabassam
P.S. I’m reading this at SIST ’13 insha’Allah :) Do pray Allah gives me the courage and wisdom to carry it out properly!
We slumber as time passes by
On this strange journey that we’re on
Rarely do we wake up and realize
We need to worry about what’s going on
Do we even care on those occasions?
When we find someone who never arose?
Lying there, breathless, soulless…
Everyone around them when is morose…
Have we ever thought about what happens to him?
Who’s not able now to follow his whim?
Depends when the angels came to take his soul
Was he doing a good deed or was he doing a sin?
And what would happen to us? – The arrogant ones!
So thoughtlessly pointing the mistakes of one another!
But how do we feel when the Quran is recited?
Take it in enjoyment or do we ever shudder?
And what do we do when it’s time for Salah?
Keep going on with our routine works?
Or do we leave everything and say Labbaiyk
When we hear the caller saying “Hayya ‘Alal Falah, Hayya ‘Alal Falah”
No need to be amused
Cuz I’m really confused
Is all of this just a dream?
And all I need to do is scream!
If this world is just a lie
Would I wake up only when I die?
NO I need to take a stand
Start obeying HIS command
Time to solve this mystery
What happened is all history
Can’t wait for Death to wake me up
When angels come and shake me up
I need to know the answers
Of all the questions I’ll be asked
But first, I need to break free from the society that has chained me up
Because what if I go to sleep and never really wake up!