Poem: My Allah, My Everything

Where were You, O Allah, when I was sick in bed?

When I had such high fever, I thought I would be dead.

"Gently wiping your forehead, child, while you lay there,

Making you well again, stroking your wet hair"

 

Why didn't You help me, Allah, when I was in such pain?

When I had an accident, I thought, I'd never walk again.

"I was right beside you, child, holding out My hand,

To keep you steady on your feet, so you could walk on land"

Why weren't You there, Allah, when my heart was crying so?

When my best friend died, I too wanted to die, You know.

"I held you in My arms, My child; I knew how sad you were,

She's happy in a lovely place, someday you'll be with her"

Where were You, Allah, when I was so upset?

Depressed, with so much anger, at whoever I met.

"You couldn't walk, My child, with so much anguish in your heart,

I carried your burdens; I carried you- so we were never apart"

Why aren't You here with me, Allah, I need You in my life?

There's so much hurt and sadness, there's so much pain and strife.

"I'm around you all the time, My child, to see to your every need,

Pray to Me and love Me, child, you'll see Me then, indeed"

(Pathways To Light by Fathima Mall)