Miscellaneous Memoirs- Seeds to Sirat

 

Miscellaneous Memoirs- Seeds to Sirat... 

This chapter now last, finally freed from the spells cast...
Ye close the book and into death's glimmer look, your soul now shook...
Malik Al-Mauth's ceaseless rebuking, "Why silent as a mime? Lost ye any time to return that wrongfully took!"
Had this reality upon him dawned when the warners warned then he would not have been damned, ever to be warmed...
Or what thinks ye of the wretch who would every gossip fetch and foster...
The imposter has this fool aloof that his plans foolproof! This life's nuthin' more than a gag, a goof!
The truth could not be any further, he's just another, deceived by hell's herder...
His gloating gall now met with a vicious maul...
Like him, every headless will therein fall...
No way to abridge this passing, only the pious surpassing!
They thought themselves playing, now these sins heavily weighing! Its weight will make every all too weary!
Never will ye, those rotten fruits, be able to carry!
That day, this bridge none would want to tarry but tis far away, no? This world should ye fancy, let's play Tom Clancy!
How can its merriment conceal any detriment?
Its delicacies so delightful! Why worry for an old wives tale so frightful?
Stop this lament! Where's the wine we left to ferment?
Till then, have these hashies, a mouthful!
Enjoy! For we shall remain ever youthful! 
Who but us could be truthful?
These sowings shall surely be fruitful!
Allah is Ghafoor o Raheem! The Kareem! He will forgive however way we wish to live!