“Pray”
I had too much to do.
I had to hurry and get to work
For bills would soon be due.
And jumped up off my knees.
My Muslim duty was now done
My soul could rest at ease.
To spread a word of cheer.
No time to speak of Allah to friends,
They’d laugh at me I’d fear.
That was my constant cry,
No time to give to souls in need
But at last the time, the time to die.
I came, I stood with downcast eyes.
For in his hands God held a book;
It was the book of life.
Your name I cannot find.
I once was going to write it down…
But never found the time.




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