The first night in the grave,
You will forget every smile, every hug, handshake and wave.
The first night in the grave,
You will forget your job, your career, bank account and very penny you saved.
The first night in the grave,
You will remember the Qur’an you read in the night and the charity you gave.
The first night in the grave,
You will feel the tightness, the loneliness, the darkness, the emptiness… just like a cave.
The first night in the grave,
Only those with Salah, Fasting, Hijab, the Sunnah and Istighfar will be brave.
The first night in the grave,
Another minute in the Masjid, another second of dhikr you will crave.
The first night in the grave,
The tight squeeze of the qabr, you will forget every party and every rave.
The first night in the grave,
People will forget you quickly, rapidly you will just be a name on a headstone engraved.
The first night in the grave,
You will beg for mercy, beg for time, beg to return, beg for your sins to be waived.
The first night in the grave,
Are you ready? Allah make it easy, may the path to Jannah be easily paved
Ismail ibn Nazir Satia (one who is in dire need of Allah’s forgiveness, mercy and pleasure)
1 Rajab 1442
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