Would You Please, Help Me? - Poem by Sherif Tantawi
Mom went to heaven, but I need her here today
My mother is dead, that's what I hate to say
I remember her asking 'When I die, will you cry? '
If I knew it was real
I would have died in your arms not just lie
I can't stand this anymore
Could you give me heaven's number please?
I think my dad needs her too, at night I hear him cry.
I hear him call her name sometimes, but I really don't know why.
Maybe if I call her, she will hurry home to me.
Or, maybe she'll have to take god's agree?
She's been gone a long, long time, she needs to come home now
I really need to reach her, but I simply don't know how.
Could you help me find the number please?
Maybe you will find it listed under 'Heaven'?
Sorry, mister I didn't meant to make you cry
Are you crying pitty on me, or there something in your eye?
If I called any mosque will they know?
Mother said, if I wanted help, that's the place to go
I found steps for going to heaven written on the wall
Ok, thank's mister, I'll just follow them all
Sherif Tantawi ®
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