What Is The Purpose Of Our Life? Poem by SULAYMON TADESE FAOZAHNY 2

What Is The Purpose Of Our Life?



Gone But Never Forgotten.
Always Alive In Our Heart.

Death arrives among all that sound
like a shoe with no foot in it,
like a suit with no man in it,
comes and knocks,
using a ring with no stone in it,
with no finger in it,
comes and shouts with no mouth, with no tongue, with no throat.

Nevertheless its steps can be heard and its clothing makes a hushed sound, like a tree.

Health, wealth, a beautiful wife?
Don't deny, we all will die

You'll breathe your last, your life will have past

Don't pretend that death is the end
You will taste death, death never waited

Look around you, everything's created
It has a creator, it has a meaning
A mother gives birth and then comes it's weaning

The sun rises and gives us light
It sets, then falls, the blanket of night

The plants all grow, when falls the rain
They give fruits to man, and they too will want

Why does man think, he will get away?
Spending life aimlessly, as if he's here to stay

A fixed time is appointed, everything will perish
Everything you hate, everything you relish

Except the Almighty Allah, He will remain
And then will come judgement, all on one plain

Allah will say, I gave you life
I gave you health, wealth and a wife

What did you do with your time?
What did you do in your prime?
Did you spread my message, did you spread Islam?
Why not?
Did you not read the Quran?

My friends, we Muslims, we are so blessed
Allah gave us Islam to supersede all the rest

My non-Muslim friends, the Quran must be read
Read before it's too late and you're dead

You owe it to yourselves, it will make you cry
You'll know these words are from the Lord most High
Instructing mankind to the purpose of life
And the reward my friends is everlasting life

Our purpose is to worship our Lord most High
The reward is paradise where no one will die

You'll have anything you want, all the best dishes
And Almighty Allah will grant all of your wishes
This life my friends is just like a cage
We should live by His orders, to be safe from his rage

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