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This is a story of a normal man,
Who lives his life contrary to Allah’s Plan.
If you see yourself in this story,
Then repent to Allah, and you don’t have to worry.
It was early in the morning at four,
When death knocked on his bedroom door,
“Who is there?” the sleeping man cried,
“I’m the Angel of Death, let me inside.”
Immediately, the man began to shiver,
Like a person with a deadly fever,
He shouted to his sleeping wife,
“Don’t let him take away my life.”
“Please go away, Angel of Death!
Leave me alone. I am not ready yet.
My family depends on me everyday
Give me a chance. Please, won’t you delay?”
The Angel knocked again and again,
“Friend! I will take your life without a pain.
It’s your soul that Allah does require.
I didn’t come to you by my own desire.”
The man became frightened and he began to cry,
“O Angel! I am so afraid to die.
I’ll give you gold, and be your slave,
Please, don’t take me to the dark grave.”
“Let me into your room, my friend!” the Angel said,
“Open the door and get up from your bed,
If you don’t open it and let me in,
I will walk through the door just like a Jinn.”
The man took out his gun with his right hand.
He was ready to challenge the Angel’s stand.
“I will point my gun towards your head,
“If you come into my room, I will shoot you dead.”
Now, the Angel was in the room,
Saying, “ O man prepare for your doom,
Don’t you know that Angels never die?
Put down your gun and do not cry.”
“Why are you afraid? Tell me O man,
To die according to Allah’s Plan.
Come, smile at me, do not be grim,
You should be happy to return to Him.”
“O Angel! I hang my head down in shame,
I didn’t make the time to remember Allah’s name,
From morning to evening, I made my wealth,
I didn’t even take care of my health.”
“I knew about Allah’s Commands, but I never obeyed them
I knew about the five daily prayers, but I never prayed them.
Many Ramadans came and many Ramadans went,
But I didn’t make the time to repent.”
“The Hajj was obligatory on me,
But I didn’t want to spend my money.
I knew about the charity, but I ignored.
I preferred to take usury more and more.”
“Sometimes I drank my favorite wine,
I went out with my girlfriends to sit and dine.
O Angel, please, please. I beg of you,
Don’t take my life. Give me another year or two.”
“The laws of the Quran, I will obey,
I will begin Salah this very day.
My fasting and Hajj I will complete
And keep away from self-conceit.
“I will stop taking usury,
And give all my wealth to charity.
Wine and girlfriends, I will hate them for Allah.
I will start living my life by the Laws of Allah.
“Angels do what Allah demands,
We can’t go against His Commands.
Death is written for everyone,
For father, for mother, for daughter, or for son.”
“O man, this moment is your last.
Now, I will remind you more of your past.
I really understand your fears,
But it is now too late for tears.”
“Your parents, you did not obey.
Hungry beggars, you turned away.
You ignored the Mu’ethin’s Athan,
You didn’t read the Holy Quran.”
“Breaking promises all your life,
Backbiting friends and causing strife.
You ate vitamins and grew very fat,
With the very poor and sick people, you never sat.”
“Paradise for you? I can not tell,
I really think that your home will be in Hell.
There is no time for you to repent,
I’ll take your soul now, for which I am sent.”
The ending is very sad,
Finally, the man went mad.
With a loud cry, he jumped out of bed,
And suddenly, he fell dead.
O reader, take a lesson from here.
You don’t know, maybe your end is near.
Change your life and make amends,
For heaven on your deeds depends.
This poem is woven around the following Qur’anic verse:
“Wherever you may be, death will overtake you, even if you are in towers, strong and lofty.” (The Holy Quran, Surah An-Nur, 4:78)
Who lives his life contrary to Allah’s Plan.
If you see yourself in this story,
Then repent to Allah, and you don’t have to worry.
It was early in the morning at four,
When death knocked on his bedroom door,
“Who is there?” the sleeping man cried,
“I’m the Angel of Death, let me inside.”
Immediately, the man began to shiver,
Like a person with a deadly fever,
He shouted to his sleeping wife,
“Don’t let him take away my life.”
“Please go away, Angel of Death!
Leave me alone. I am not ready yet.
My family depends on me everyday
Give me a chance. Please, won’t you delay?”
The Angel knocked again and again,
“Friend! I will take your life without a pain.
It’s your soul that Allah does require.
I didn’t come to you by my own desire.”
The man became frightened and he began to cry,
“O Angel! I am so afraid to die.
I’ll give you gold, and be your slave,
Please, don’t take me to the dark grave.”
“Let me into your room, my friend!” the Angel said,
“Open the door and get up from your bed,
If you don’t open it and let me in,
I will walk through the door just like a Jinn.”
The man took out his gun with his right hand.
He was ready to challenge the Angel’s stand.
“I will point my gun towards your head,
“If you come into my room, I will shoot you dead.”
Now, the Angel was in the room,
Saying, “ O man prepare for your doom,
Don’t you know that Angels never die?
Put down your gun and do not cry.”
“Why are you afraid? Tell me O man,
To die according to Allah’s Plan.
Come, smile at me, do not be grim,
You should be happy to return to Him.”
“O Angel! I hang my head down in shame,
I didn’t make the time to remember Allah’s name,
From morning to evening, I made my wealth,
I didn’t even take care of my health.”
“I knew about Allah’s Commands, but I never obeyed them
I knew about the five daily prayers, but I never prayed them.
Many Ramadans came and many Ramadans went,
But I didn’t make the time to repent.”
“The Hajj was obligatory on me,
But I didn’t want to spend my money.
I knew about the charity, but I ignored.
I preferred to take usury more and more.”
“Sometimes I drank my favorite wine,
I went out with my girlfriends to sit and dine.
O Angel, please, please. I beg of you,
Don’t take my life. Give me another year or two.”
“The laws of the Quran, I will obey,
I will begin Salah this very day.
My fasting and Hajj I will complete
And keep away from self-conceit.
“I will stop taking usury,
And give all my wealth to charity.
Wine and girlfriends, I will hate them for Allah.
I will start living my life by the Laws of Allah.
“Angels do what Allah demands,
We can’t go against His Commands.
Death is written for everyone,
For father, for mother, for daughter, or for son.”
“O man, this moment is your last.
Now, I will remind you more of your past.
I really understand your fears,
But it is now too late for tears.”
“Your parents, you did not obey.
Hungry beggars, you turned away.
You ignored the Mu’ethin’s Athan,
You didn’t read the Holy Quran.”
“Breaking promises all your life,
Backbiting friends and causing strife.
You ate vitamins and grew very fat,
With the very poor and sick people, you never sat.”
“Paradise for you? I can not tell,
I really think that your home will be in Hell.
There is no time for you to repent,
I’ll take your soul now, for which I am sent.”
The ending is very sad,
Finally, the man went mad.
With a loud cry, he jumped out of bed,
And suddenly, he fell dead.
O reader, take a lesson from here.
You don’t know, maybe your end is near.
Change your life and make amends,
For heaven on your deeds depends.
This poem is woven around the following Qur’anic verse:
“Wherever you may be, death will overtake you, even if you are in towers, strong and lofty.” (The Holy Quran, Surah An-Nur, 4:78)
