placing ALLAH first and foremost, keeping my taqwa off the shelf...
Not allowing the sparkle of this world to lead me off course;
I hold the light of this deen hostage, most times by force...
Paradise be my goal yet the calls from the fire ring so loud;
and even though I didn't fall this time, I can't allow myself to become proud...
So I wake during the night and out of bed I crawl;
though there was no adhan, I heard the call...
...and as I fight with the water I don't really want on my face,
I remember it's the stream that leads to my LORD's grace...
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