I know I'm heard, I feel ill with fear.
I bow with knowledge, the end is near.
I think of Qiamat, my heart just hurts.
what can I expect to witness first?
where will I go?....who will I be...
when the angel of death comes seeking me?
what can I say, to justify all?
right now I am feeling incredibly small.
no one can help me, no one can stand...
take all of the blame, or even take hold of my hand.
I am alone, but Allah will have mercy.
for he let's me drink when I am so thirsty.
He feeds me life, and has always given me ease,
given me roads and doors with their keys.
I have always come out okay in the end.
when I realized Islam was my only true friend.
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