Take me into Your arms
And carry me through the hard times.
I will not give up on You,
But please send me one of Your signs.
I'm exhausted, so very tired
And I'm struggling to keep going.
I'm trying to hide that I'm falling apart,
But o how the cracks are showing.
I lay down unable to sleep
In the last third of the night,
That's when You descend
To the 7th sky and call to see if I'm alright.
Ya Allah, rab ul al ameen,
The road seems to stretch infinitely,
Winding forever up a mountain so high
Towards a dream we can barely see.
Everywhere I look I see us crying.
It feels like it's us against the universe
And the pain and the anger combines,
It grows until we feel like we're going to burst.
Drowning in an ocean so deep,
For their sakes our hearts will weep.
We keep our faith in a better World,
But into our minds despair begins to creep.
I fight and I fight and I keep on fighting
In Your cause for which victory is guaranteed,
Because even if I don't win in duniya I do in akhira,
But I can't bear that everywhere I look we bleed.
Ya Allah never let me go as I
Struggle to go on with such fear.
I trust in Your perfect plans I swear,
But forgive me if I weaken and shed a tear.
Ya rabi you're my only comfort
On nights when the mind keeps racing.
I can't sleep when I close my eyes,
I can't sleep for thinking what they must be facing.
We are the Ummah of Your most beloved,
Yet across this Earth our people are dying.
I pretend I've done this so long I'm desensitised,
But the truth is everyday on the inside I'm crying.
Our hearts are broken like shattered glass.
I can't put it together no matter how I try.
I trust in Your perfect plans I swear,
But I still ask why it's always us who die?
Please I'm begging You to not wait much more
To set Your Ummah free from this disease,
Even if not for them, but for my selfish desire
To stop my guilt so I can finally sleep in peace.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem