Every dark, stoney pathway has a story to tell,
Of sins which entered its inhabitants into hell.
Every radiant, scentful meadow has a novel written upon it,
Of pious people in whose heart the light of guidance was lit.
Every wall in every house has a testimony to give,
Of how each and every one of its dwellers chose to live.
Every heart has the name of someone etched deep inside,
Of people who lived and smiled and of people who have died.
Every grave has a inhabitant with something to say,
Of eternal bliss or horror from every passing day.
Every book to be given that Day will be written in detail,
Of disobedience which had led one up a path bound to fail.
Every soul in the Fire will make an excuse and a great plea,
Of desperation and anguish and a wish to be set free.
Every soul in the Garden will be joyous at the rewards which are beyond measure,
And at the sight of their Creator, who will be looking down at them with pleasure.
May Allah Ta'ala make us from the people of Jannah. Ameen
