The Angel Of Death Is Never Late

Muslimah Sam —

My Life Shimmered Like Glistening Stars In The Dark Night Sky


As I Slept Peacefully,


Unaware That It Was Time For My Happiness To Die


There I Was Beautifying Each Dream With Complete Concentration


How Was I To Know They Were Shattering..


And Arriving Was Devastation


A Heartbreaking Scream Brought Me Back To Reality


I Rushed Downstairs..But Sadly Only To See..


My Mum In Tears, Screaming My Brothers Name


She Sat There Helplessly Clutching A Photo Frame


"Why Is Everyone Crying?!" I Yelled Impatiently


The Answer Was In Their Eyes, Had I Lost A Part Of Me??


To The Hospital We Rushed As I Held Back My Pain


I Clutched His Hand Tight, His Tears Flowed Like Rain


People Were Surrounding, Prayers Were Loud


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Muslimah_Traveller —

It was early in the morning at four,


When death knocked upon a bedroom door,


Who is there? The sleeping one cried.


I'm Malkul Mawt, let me inside.


At once, the man began to shiver,


As one sweating in deadly fever,


He shouted to his sleeping wife,


Don't let him take away my life.


Please go away, O Angel of Death!


Leave me alone; I'm not ready yet.


My family on me depends,


Give me a chance, O please prepense!


The angel knocked again and again,


Friend! I'll take your life without a pain,


Tis your soul Allah requires,


I come not with my own desire.


Bewildered, the man began to cry,


O Angel I'm so afraid to die,


I'll give you gold and be your slave,


Don't send me to the unlit grave.


Let me in, O Friend! The Angel said,