I think about death every day, but I’m not depressed
Because I know this life is just a test
Have I done enough?
No I’m not ready
No time to waste, nor take things steady
Did I respect my mother like I should?
Or did I think I was too good?
To give her time and respect her ways
For how she suffered for me, back in the days
Or did I do my prayers on time?
I pray my heart will be free of grime
I wonder have I upset someone today?
Or did I wear my hijab in the wrong way?
Don’t be paranoid they all said...
You will create a problem with in your head..
But I can’t lie to myself, I can’t sleep at night
This judgment day we are all promised, has given me a fright
What am I going to do when my day has come?
And in that grave, I’m the only one?
To answer for my actions and the bad things I did.
I know now, that I can’t tell a fib
When everyone just walks away.
And in the ground, I will stay.
Or what about when, I ate today?
When I finished what did I say?
Or did I take for granted what Allah provided to me?
And be disappointed or worried for what my life might be?
Did I trust him with everything I got?
Surely hell fire must be so hot.
Do I complain about to much about my problems?
Instead of thanking Allah, for all of them.
Did I get angry or lose the plot?
For something Allah has concealed, and I know not?
Did I say Salam and smile at my sister?
And did I lower my gaze towards that Mister?
Have I visited the one who is sick?
Or has shayton given my eman a kick?
All this, runs through my mind every day.
There really is no time to play.
So for now I say Alhumdulilah.
And pray my heart will never be far.
Inshallah, sticking to my Deen.
Hoping my mind and heart will be clean.
So have I done enough for today?
Who am I to really say?