Clouds once white have
become black and gray...
The sky a molten brass,
the beauty of it’s blue
has passed ... away.
The mountains loftiness
no longer last, in the
Sun's absence, shadows
no longer cast.
The coldness of the
Sun gives the Moon
nothing to reflect.
Smoke, haze ... this
Worlds final phase.
Seeing is suspended
all Eyes are dazed.
Graves over-turned
as the dead are
raised.
Smoke and haze ...
as eyes are dazed and
transfixed,
The Light of Allah
is all that
remains!
The unbelievers arise
blind, terror stricken
and filled with regret.
The believers arise
sighted, joyful having
no reason to fret.
They say, " the
promise of Allah we
knew it to be true,
O, Muhammad we thank
our Lord Allah and
send our salaams upon
you!"
By,
Abu Lateef
Copyright ©2008
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