The horn will be blown and we’ll depart;
From our bodies, our souls; will be ripped apart.
What we never believed, we’ll then believe;
This world’ll end, we all have to leave.
These assets here, that we accumulate;
They in no way,our sins eradicate.
The luxuries of life is what we seek;
Before our desires, we are so humble and meek.
Are we prepared for death’s rap;
or are we holding onto desires strap?
Life has to one day definitely end;
we acknowledge this to be fate’s trend.
For acquiring this world lets not haste;
And for perishing desires, lets not our time waste.
Lets seek repentance as its never too late;
Our Lord’s The Most Merciful and The Most Great.
