Am dreaming to witness the last day of my beloved planet
On the day known as doomsday
How my Lord destroys His sweet creation
How He looks on His throne.
Am hoping against all hopes
My lord will keep me as witness of the last day of this planet
All colours of His creation will fade
All structures of mountains, desert and ocean will crumble
Am wishing to rise again from the debris
Before my Lord is pleased to post me to fire
Am wishing to say the last unborn word
I loved you my Lord turning down all your laws and rites.
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