Submitted by : ImranAli786 on Strugle

Unity
By Imran Ali

This life, full of pain, full of lies, full of death...
We live for desires, 'till the last of our breath...

This life is so tempting, this life full of Fitnah...
And so the path to Jannaah becomes thinner and thinner...

On the Day of Judgement, on that Day of Eternity...
We will walk the path, to reach our serenity...

For the faithful and pious, will be vast and to spare...
However for the evil, will be thin as a hair...

So, what do you have to say...?

"I feel its too hard and I guess its just me...
But there's not enough time in the day, you see..."

"There's work, and school and duties at home...
There's so much going on, that won't leave me alone..."

"And even when I can, I feel so strange...
Most of my friends, well, they've changed..."

"I'm without support, and my faith is depleting...
How can I pray, when I feel so demeaning...?"

"My Brother, my Sister, your so called friends...
Are none of the sort, if they can't make amends..."

"And are they true Muslims, if they cannot share...
Your strive in Imaan, and modesty's care...?"

"You're true friends, brothers and sisters alike...
Are the Ummah of Islam, who share your strife..."

"For they are the caring, who share your struggle...
But Muslims are strong, and strive through the rubble..."

So what does this mean...?

It means we must unite, and never part ways...
For Imaan is the structure, that shelters our days...

Appearances may differ, and so may the lands...
But Islam is our paint, and our brush is Imaan...

We may lose our friends, and we may lose obsessions...
We may lose desires, and materialistic possessions...

But take my hand, and together we'll see...
How we, Brothers and Sisters, form a Unity...