You expect me to worship You 5 times a day
Even as I feel You ignore the prayers I desperately convey
Dear God please help, please cure me
Been saying that almost dai-ly
It feels like an eternity
Don't leave me like this until I'm in my forties
If that's my fate, I ask you to kill me gently, and forgive me
I'm tired of being hurled down and feeling like crap daily
Been missing Jummah and salah lately
Hard to say that I'm even sorry
Tired of being disappointed, want to change
But keep making the same mistakes again and again
Here's my S.O.S., oh Majestic and Generous
Give me what I ask for, for I have no one else
I'm at the end of my rope, I ask You for help
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