The years of my life may pass me by
upon this note, many may rejoice
but my heart cannot bear the nearing of the day
by which the wind shall blow my soul away
the day in which lies this second, holds the key to my entrance
yet it holds the lock, yearning closer...
for that moment, there is no distance.
Leaping closer, that very day
when my soul may screech away
remembering death as it remembers me
on this day, I thank Rabbil Alameen
I was born, but I will return, Inshallah upon the path of the blessed deen
with nothing lost, but much earned

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