Do Not Mourn My Death Poem by Mohammad Younus

One day after giving me ablution...
...my body they will cover in white shrouds;
They will carry me in a coffin to the graveyard;
In the 2 x 3 tomb with honour they will lay me;
And cover my body with gravel and clay;
I shall not be able to move my lips, and say them adieu;
How can I - a dead corpse - answer Nakeer and Munkar?
My body will rot there, and insects shall devour me;
I cannot stand upon my legs to escape...
...serpents and scorpions, and the Nakeer and Munkar;
I am happy insects will eat my body away!
God be thanked, my body will not go waste!

O my dear mourners!
Let you not mourn over my passing away!
From the faithless world, I have been set free;
I am now a nightingale singing in the garden of Eden;
In this garden nobody mourns the dead;
For this is the garden of eternity!
Only those who have conquered death come here!
From God we come, to God we return!
Everything at last returns to its essence!

MyKoul