Close it seems, but distant in cry
to follow our deen, and try to get by
to follow our heart, and look to the sky
to order the start, of all things right.
To live and grow, and worship and pray
From dua to salat, 5 times a day.
From wudu to Ramadan, to the joy of Eid
We live our lives like Muhammad.. or at least try.
Prayer rug on the ground, hands by my face
"Allahu akbar," I say with praise.
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