Stop Watch

How does one trace time
As it dissipates,

The hands upon the clock can not indicate,
the gravity of one's fate,

You have already been scheduled
for an appointment,
that you will not be able to break.

The sweetness of this life
caused you to cling heavily
to the earthly life,

Embracing it like a husband
embraces his wife,

The Angel of death, like a stop watch
is counting down, each breath you breathe,
until you breathe your last,
For, Izra'il, this is an easy task.

It has been decreed to be this way,
You cannot extend your earthly stay
It will not last forever and a day.

The angel of death will interrupt your stay
and it is as inevitable as night follows day.


By,

Abu Lateef
2008



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