Thursday, 9 August 2012


We are wretched palms pointing to the sky
Shoulders hunched, the tongue is tentative, shy
They know
They know, the discomfited history that weighs
Heavily on the knees and back
The hypocrisy by which we stand here exposed,naked
The audacity by which we ask
As if we were every worthy
As if we ever deserved this
We were not granted second chances
Just chances unlimited so when
Will greedy hands and heedless hearts be at shame
It has been a year and truth is we didn't even try, to strive
So do we really ask for things so coveted
That had we praised the Lord with all the sea as ink
It would have dried before the praise had a chance to be fulfilled
Do these hands whose joints have yet to move
The souls who have died in causes unworthy
Through the idle , pointless lives that we have lived
Dare to ask?
Yes, ask and I will forgive you
Though the shame fills our throats
And the sins they cling to diseased hearts
In the darkness we know
That of everything of generosity and love
That there is nothing except God
So we return humbled, hoping

'Say: O My servants who have transgressed against their own souls, despair not of the mercy of Allah. Indeed, Allah forgives all sins. Truly, He is Most Forgiving, Most Merciful.'
Surah az-Zumar 39:53

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