Once a upon a time
In a big city like ours,
There was a rich man,
Indulge In the pride of power and money,
Careless, rude, can’t live without luxury,
Successful but black –hearted,
See everyone with contempt,
God for him is nowhere,
One night, almost in the midnight
Someone knocks his door,
His servants were there but no one opens the door
Oh hell, where are you all morons?
He was shouting, angrily opens the door,
A poor old man was standing alone,
Ahh, what a rubbish, what do you want old man?
I don’t need anything child,
You need to see things right,
Your heart is black and blood is white,
You need to see things right,
What? You want me to hear your rhymes in this midnight?
Mercy on yourself child, God is there want to see you right.
God is nowhere, Get out of my sight,
He closed the door and went inside,
Laid on his bed but sleepless and tired,
Thinking, who was that poor man? What is the “RIGHT”?
Night was over, and sun arise,
He forgets the message he ruined his life
Day by day, night by night, His pride grows
Fame, success and money that all he knows,
Clocks ticking fast, years has been passed
And then,
It was a cold dark night,
When someone knocks the door,
He was drunk and alone,
He opens the door, No one was there,
He talks to himself, ahhh I am so much drunk I guess,
He went inside, lay on a bed, and closed his eyes,
When he hears,
Poor you, you did not mercy on yourself,
He opens his eyes in fear,
Who is here?
Who is here?
You can’t see me but I am near you child,
Something was there like a smoke,
He feels the cold eyes somewhere near
Someone says loud and clear
O child, now you have to come,
Now there is no time,
I am death, this is your time and you need to pay,
Oh no, no please, I will kill you ,who is here? He shouted in terror and fright,
Oh child, God wanted you to see what is right,
Not once, not twice but many times,
He showed you needy people, to help them, Right?
He gave you money and power to ease them, Right?
He kept you healthy and successful all over your life,
He gave you strength and power to make things right.
Not for your own pride!
But your time is over now, and you have to die.
No, Oh no please Mercy, Mercy God!!
I understand now,
I understand now,
I will make things right,
Oh mercy. I don’t want to die now,
Crying, shouting, but no one hear.
The last words
That man say’s was
GOD IS NOW HERE!
I need to share that I write this poem in response to daily prompt :http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/unexpected-guests/ , and This is what i really felt when I read the words ” UNEXPECTED GUESTS” , Please feel the words, and always remain ready for the unexpected guest.
May Allah bless us all , and help us all, ameen.
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