Imagine your grave through night and through day
Wishing that you did not do as their way
Wishing that you got up and had prayed.
Imagine,my friends ,the day that you died
Imagine all of their tear that they cried
Remember how it felt when your body was tied
Remember how it felt in the grave which you lied.
Imagine the day you'll be count
Imagine the sum to which your life will amount
Think for a moment of the deeds that you will be amount
Think for a moment how much they will be count.
What will they say of you when you died?
What will they said,what will be said?
Will they speak of all the poor that you fed?
Will they remember all the Qur'an that you read?
Think not of them,but of Allah,Lord of man kind and jinn
Think of Allah when tempted to sin
Think of the paradise which you will dwell in
Don't wait until later to think what might have been.
