Death Poem by Jibril moh'd Dazhi

Death



Bismillah
I fear the day my friends lost a parent
I fear they feel what i felt
Because they took them for granted
Now they will hate each moment with sadness and sorrow

Innalillah
Stolen moments
Anger and depression
Grief and pain
So that you should feel what I felt
I was telling you but you said i was weak
You said i cared too much
What should i do
They are my flesh and blood
Not my enemies
I love them
To you it's uncool

Subhanallah
Have you seen the TV lately
How children become orphans in a sec
Mothers become widows
Father's running for their lives
And you think we are just broken
Shame on you
Your heart is destitute
@yaamanbaye

Saturday, January 28, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: fear of self
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