Salah
It's early in the morning, oh servant of Allah,wake up and perform your Salah, Indeed he is aware but the cold is too much for him to bear, he is still sleepy,will he sacrifice just five minutes? He stays in bed, without an atom of regret, Not realizing skipped Salah is such a big mess, He goes on with his day and runs his errands,Deep inside he knows there's an error, It's noon time again he has to pray, he does it at lighting speed,cause his friends are on there way, In the afternoon he doesn't even bother, he's on social media following some blogger, in the evening night he doesn't even bother,His mind has been corrupted, if only he knew skipped Salah was such an honour His life is going astray,his happiness has faded away, He doesn't see what's going on,his friends were never real all along,they drove him to sin ,he missed his Salah,now everything is wrong, He cried out loud saying,this is not fair, forgot his Lord said,"Dear son Establish your prayer" he establishes it so and it seems so fair, he now sees Salah took away his despair, Salah is life it's not hard to see, so never miss it and your happiness will be.
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