I start in the name of God The Most Merciful, The Most Kind.
In the air a sadness looms
The world slowly filling with gloom
People filled with ignorance and hate
This worlds in a bloody state
People are becoming so spritually dead
With messed up heads
And hearts turned to lead
The poor are not fed
The rich lie in their bed
So much words...but what more can be said?!
I know it can get to your head...
There's a verse: God does not change a condition of a people until they change what is in their self.
People complain, but why is the Quran still getting dusty on the shelf?
It has to be said, that's why the hearts wrongly melt and nothing can be felt.
God sent his speech down from the heavens, formed in a book
Just open your eyes and look.
All that you complain
Will be washed away like rain
Just read, read, read - iqra
So from the deen you don't become far
Remember in the darkness comes out the stars and moon,
When the world sings you a melancholy tune...
You are never alone
Only with God will you feel 'at home'.
He is Allah
The Creator, so High and Mighty
Him, we cannot see
The Lord Unseen
On the day of judgement may He The Loving, remove the screen
Our praises aren't sufficient, He is as He praised Himself...
Oh how our hearts melt
fear and hope
Oh Allah never loosen this rope
Without guidance how would we cope?
What would we do if we lost our faith? Wandering the earth in delusion, mind intrusions and heart confusion.
There is no ilah other than Allah
oh Allah, You, Only You are The Eternal and Absolute, The True.
Islam is the Truth.
Ease our hearts
And never let these worldly burdens tear us apart.
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