"IMPORTANCE
OF LIFE -
DEATH
POEM "
It was early in
the morning at four,
When death
knocked upon a bedroom door,
Who is there? the
sleeping one cried.
I'm Izrael, let
me inside.
At once, the man
began to shiver,
As one sweating
in deadly fever,
He shouted to his
sleeping wife,
Dont let him take
away my life.
Please go away, O
Angel of Death!
Leave me alone,
I'm not ready yet.
My family on me
depends,
Give me a chance,
O please prepense!
The angel knocked
again and again,
Friend! I'll take
your life without a pain,
Tis your soul
Allah requires,
I come not with
my own desire.
Bewildered, the
man began to cry,
O Angel I'm so
afraid to die,
I'll give you
gold and be your slave,
Dont send me to
the unlit grave.
Let me in,
O Friend! The Angel said,
Open the door,
get up from your bed,
If you do not
allow me in,
I will walk
through it like a jinn.
The man held a
gun, in his right hand,
Ready to defy the
Angel's stand.
I'll point my
gun, towards your head,
You dare come in,
I'll shoot you dead.
By now the Angel
was in the room,
Saying, O Friend!
prepare for your doom.
Foolish man,
Angels never die,
Put down your gun
and do not sigh.
Why are you
afraid! Tell me O man,
To die according
to Allah's plan ?
Come smile at me,
do not be grim,
Be happy to
return to Him.
O Angel! I bow ,y
head in shame,
I had no time to
take Allah's Name.
From morning till
dusk, I made my wealth,
Not even caring
for my health.
Allah's command I
never obeyed,
Nor five times a
day I ever prayed.
A ramadhan came
and a Ramadhan went,
But no time I had
to repent.
The hajj was
already Farz on me,
But I would not
part with my money.
All charities I
did ignore,
taking usury more
and more.
Sometimes I
sipped my favorite wine,
With flirting
women I sat to dine.
O Angel! I appeal
to you,
Spare my life for
a year or two.
The Laws of Quran
I will obey,
I will begin
Salat this very day.
My Fast and Hajj,
I will complete,
And keep away
from self conceit.
I will refrain
from usury,
And give all my
wealth to charity,
Wine and wenches
I will detest,
Allah's oneness I
will attest.
We Angels do what
Allah demands,
We cannot go
against His commands.
Death is ordained
for everyone,
Father, mother,
daughter or son.
I'm afraid this
moment is your last,
Now be reminded
of your past,
I do understand
your fears,
But it is now too
late for tears.
You lived in this
world, to score and more,
Never did you,
your people adore.
Your parents, you
did not obey.
Your two
ill-gotten, female offsprings,
In night-clubs,
for livelihood they sing .
Instead of making
more Muslims,
You made your
children non-muslims.
You ignored the
Mua'dhin Adhan,
Nor did you read
the Holy Quran.
Breaking promises
all your life,
Backbiting
friends and causing strife.
From hoarded
goods , great profits you made,
And your poor
workers, you underpaid.
Horses and cards
were you leisure,
Money-making was
your pleasure.
You ate vitamins
and grew more fat,
With the very
sick you never sat.
A pint of blood
you never gave,
Which could a
little boy save .
O Human, you have
done enough wrong,
You bought good
properties for a song.
When the farmers
appealed to you,
You did not have
mercy, tis true.
Paradise for you?
I cannot tell,
Undoubtdley you
will dwell in Hell.
There is no time
for you to repent,
I will take your
soul for which I am sent.
The ending
however is very sad,
Eventually the
man became mad.
With a cry, he
jumped out of bed,
And suddenly, he
fell down dead.
O Reader! Take
moral from here,
You never know
your end maybe near.
Change your
living and make amends,
Or Heaven, on
your deeds depends.
(Anonymous)
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