The amount of chances we have, to fix up and change our ways
Yet we persist in the sayin “there is still so much days”
We mess with our lifes, and think all is well
If we persist in our ways we will definitely be in hell
Soon we could die and look back when we had time,
To fix up and repent our crime
Then we will regret and wished we hadn’t been careless
For our life is so so precious
Whatever changes we have to do
Have to be done now, our hearts need to be true
We need to tie our laces
Before we have disgraced faces
We compete in sin, not in good
We cant make excuses and say we have been lured
A wake up call is needed
We need to follow the true way, we way be the last generation breeded
We need to look at our life and question ourself
Do we really want this world with its sadness, pain and so called wealth
Or do we want to be in eternal happiness
Where we will praise Allah (swt) and never say “live is a mess
The amount of chances we have, to fix up and change our ways
Yet we persist in the sayin “there is still so much days”
We need to become humble
Otherwise we may have to go through hell in a tumble . .
