The Angel of Death
I lay awake 'atrembling
Bathed in a sweat of fear,
As the death angel stood above me
And whispered in my ear,
"Thy time has come, Oh mortal,
When life is no longer thine
And thy soul shall keep me company
On a journey most divine."
I spoke then out of terror,
" I beseech thee, hear my plea
Let me live yet awhile."
But this moved not the deity.
Said I, " I believed not in the Lord,
His wishes I did thwart.
In pain or fear or trouble
His counsel I never sought.
My life is full of sin
My soul steeped in depravity
And yet I was content .
Until thou came to me.
'Cause, a sinner I may be
But one good deed I have done,
I've been good and kind
To my fellowmen."
"Times have changed," the angel said,
"Since the saints and prophets departed,
And though people revere their remains
Yet heed not what they said.
The world is now a cursed place
Where greed and cruelty thrives
And though humans there be
Yet humanity no longer survives.
As such the Lord no longer seeks
The devout, the pious the honest,
Content he is with him
Who to his fellow man is kindest."
"So prepare thyself, Oh mortal,
And let us be gone."
And before I could scarce reply
My soul had left for the heavenly home.
~ Anwaar N Hassan ~
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