06-18-2003, 01:33 PM
Assalaamu alaykum
[b:c5c0c01009]The Reality [/b:c5c0c01009]
He sat with his head between his knees,
For the cold of darkness made him freeze.
As he thought of the mistakes which led to his demise,
The tears began to gush from this poor soul's eyes.
He remembers the records, the justice of the balance,
As he thought of his end, this soul lowered his stance.
Cowering deeper and deeper to the ground,
The pressure from the stress made his head pound.
All the sins throughout life cut at this soul like a razor-sharp knife.
Then came reckoning, the moment of truth,
This scared soul wished it hadn't been uncouth.
The verdict comes abruptly,
The air becomes thin,
This poor, sick soul is sure he won't win.
Morale is low at this crossroad,
For he doesn't know where he will go.
Standing before the judge has this soul sweating,
Desperately making excuses for the actions that he is now regretting.
But wait*
Joy comes to this soul, for Allah is Ar-Raheem,
He (SWT) is the one who overlooked all the evil schemes.
He (SWT) turned away from the sinful acts,
Instead focusing on one moment so exact.
For at one moment, this soul sincerely smiled at his mother,
In another instance, he helped out his disabled brother.
On one occasion, he removed thorns from a road,
On another, he gave his coat to a homeless person fraught with cold.
And although these acts may seem small to this sinful soul,
His sincerity to Allah is what saved him from a tormenting hole.
And still from these acts of good he maintains humility,
For this servant of Allah knows this is not from his own ability.
He knows these blessings are ONLY from Allah, the Mighty,
So turn to Allah and know that blessings are from Him,
And never give up when you have committed a sin.
Get up and keep struggling, and don't you dare bend,
For to Allah is our return, and may being in His company be our end!
WaSalaam