Hoping For The Moment Poem by Yassar Ali

We hope to enter from entrance number seven
Leading straight to the good life in heaven
But how on earth can we enter from any entrance
When we haven’t fallen prostrate in repentance
Even in the time of Musa the magicians fell prostrate
Faith had entered their hearts whilst removing the hate
We need to raise our hands towards the blue skies
Asking The Creator of the heavens and the earth for paradise
Not a single day goes by
When we haven’t told a lie
You and I commit sin every single day
For eternity on this earth we cannot stay
These days people sin in public all the time
Without regret or repentance for their crime
Thinking their thugs from the hood
With the drugs in their blood
The Almighty puts a veil over the sin most commit during the night
Yet the shameless boast and unveil the sin committed into the open light
The moment He lowered His hands from supplication
Rain gushed from the skies to the thirsty nation
Yet many people have ignored The Prophet
In order to find a life of pleasure, power and profit
Beware the consequences of that will be severe
You will try to make a change when death is near
Whatever we have been given we need to cherish
Before death overcomes us and we perish
Through the pain and sorrow
Look for a better tomorrow