Sunday, December 23, 2007

I hope to meet him on that day

by Bilal Malik

I hope to meet him on that day,
When all but him shall only pray,
For themselves and naught but they.
“My Ummah! My Ummah!” he shall say.

He cried for us in such a way,
The hardest hearts would melt away.
What if he asks us on that day?
“Why did you leave the Blessed Way?”

I hope to meet him on that day,
When all but him shall only pray,
For themselves and naught but they.
“My Ummah! My Ummah!” he shall say.

Our hearts are blind, can’t see today,
What if our sins were to outweigh,
Our meager goods that Final Day?
The price no one but we shall pay.

I hope to meet him on that day,
When all but him shall only pray,
For themselves and naught but they.
“My Ummah! My Ummah!” he shall say.

He gave us guidance, clear as day,
“Both worlds we need”, we often say,
Pay heed, in graves before you lay,
Submit the self in such a way.

I hope to meet him on that day,
When all but him shall only pray,
For themselves and naught but they.
“My Ummah! My Ummah!” he shall say.
source: Ekhlas