Last Breath

From those around i hear a cry,
an awful soft a hopeless sigh,
i hear their footsteps leaving slow & then i know my
SOUL MUST FLY..

a chilly wind begins to blow within my soul from head to toe,
& then the last breath escapes my lips,
it’s time to leave & join my soul..

so it’s true but it’s too late,
they said each soul has it’s given date,
when it must leave its body’s core,
and meet with it’s eternal fate,

at last it’s come to,
HEAVEN OR HELL,
decide which now,
do not delay,
come on my brothers let us pray,
decide which now do not delay,

OH GOD!OH GOD!
i cannot see my eyes are blind,
am i still me?
or has my soul been led astray,
and forced to pay a priceless fee?

alas to dust we all return,
& shall rejoice while others burn,
if only i knew that before the line grew short & came my turn,

& now as beneath the soil,
they lay me with my record flawed,
they cry not knowing that i cried worse,
for they go home,
i face my God!

oh!mark the words that i do say,
who know tomorrow could be your day,
at last it’s come to,
HEAVEN OR HELL?
decide which now do not delay,
come on my brothers let us pray,
decide which now do not delay…

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Day-Dream

Time passed quick enough. I could still remember my mom often laughed at me for my cheekiness..

 

“Mak, saya nak jadi Gaban! Boleh tak, mak?”

 

Mom just laughed at me.

 

Yeah, it’s natural maybe.. When I saw someone heroic on TV, I wish I could be him. So powerfullaa.

 

“Anak mak nak jadi Suria Baja Hitam pulak ye? Yg mana sebenarnya ni?”

 

Sometimes I seemed to get confused who is stronger, whether Suria Baja Hitam or Gaban. I always imagined there would have some fights between them to make me clear who is better. But that’s not gonna happen. They lived in their own fantasy.. I couldn’t get them together in one story..

 

Yeah, they were just illusions n I quite admired them. What a silly act huh!

 

But it was childhood. Children never understand this. They just wanna be someone HEROIC, GORGEOUS n so on. That’s why they like to watch illusionary HEROES like Superman, Spiderman, Batman and even Keluangman..

 

But, parents seem to neglect it. Even though children never understand why n what is ROLE-MODEL, it is their nature: needing someone to be like..

 

If we taught them Superman is their idol, then they wanna fly away, it is not weird if we found out cases which involve children died in attempting to fly..
The same goes to Batman, Spiderman, Gaban, Suria Baja Hitam n so on.. They are just day-dreams!

 

So, there’s a big responsibility for parents to teach children to know who is their idol, their qudwah..

 

Yes, HERO of ALL TIMES, Muhammad SAW is the IDEAL PERSON who can fulfill one’s NATURE..

 

But how could our CHILDREN understand the way we teach them the person who does not exist on their own eyes?

 

Yes, parents should follow RASULULLAH’s path of life. So that they feel close to MUHAMMAD the PROPHET..

 

How’s that, PARENTS?