Kill yourself
Where am I from, where am I going, why am I here?
I need an answer. Would anyone give me a listening ear?
Is this life an illusion, or is it real?
Who am I a dead corpse or a living life that can see and feel?
Why do this world’s pleasures to me appeal?
But then they hurt me, a wound so grave they never seem to heal
What is everything all about?
Is it of belief or is it of doubt?
Someone answer me I want to scream and shout
No, I will get my pistol, and with a shot, I am out.
Don’t my dear friend
There is something I know, that you do not comprehend
Don’t simply put your life to an end
Know the truth and illusions with it don’t blend
Please tell me, or to death myself I have condemned
Save my life, for it anything I will spend
Kill yourself, but don’t commit suicide
Keep alive the lit spirit inside
Wake your heart up and its eyes keep open wide
Lead your soul to its innate guide
Trace day and night, do they ever coincide?
How morning has sight and how night managed to hide
Look upon the sun, the moon, the stars and skies
The hills, the palms, the rivers and the land that lies
The bird that within the sky with two wings flies
With one glance realize how everything unifies
But nothing remains living, everything dies
While during its life, the Life-giver it glorifies
Endure your pain when He you tries
And trust in Him, the Omniscient, the Wise
For all the matter is mercy in disguise
For everyone He gave about Him clues
And allowed us to reject or Him choose
His universe he made for us to use
Not to forget Him and with brains He granted us refuse
Learn about Him during the world’s short cruise
Wonder inside you and around you, all this is whose?
Wherever you look, there you will He find
Use your heart’s eye and don’t be blind
Know Him to love Him and not to suspect Him with your mind
With choice he honoured you and called you man-kind
If you don’t find him in everything, know you are a way behind
During night look at the light of the moon
And try to stare at the burning sun at noon
Don’t think a lot, there is no time, the appointment is so soon
Yes, with Him the First and Last, the One and Only
Alone, Everlasting but never lonely
With love fly to him with the wings of hope and fear
Search within your veins, for He is that near
Here he is, His presence is crystal clear
Through his creations, he certainly did appear
What is that I see? Is it a tear?
Out of recognition, has He become so dear?
Yes with Him our relationship is very true
From dark to light, you are coming through
Yes, it is Him, if not then who??
He is that common sense that within you grew
Who with colours painted the grass green and the sky blue
To Him belonged this wonderful landscape
Ask not about His age, entity or shape
Simply submit to Him and to Him escape
For ever since, everything was recorded on video-like tape
Always Awake for He could never sleep
His eyes are upon us to safe us keep
He created everything since the pen of fate
That wrote everything since then to this very date
According to his destiny nothing came earlier, nothing late
And postponed judgement till the day of weight
Sense Him, so Solemn, so Merciful, so Great
Surrender to Him with all his Might
Yearn for his meeting and being at his sight
Make Him your company during night
And be at his mentioning through daylight
To Him keep close and tight
And be certain that you have now reached what is right
When your heart with Him becomes bright
And its colour turns from burned black to wiped white
When I feel dead then become alive
When I breathe oxygen after an exhausting dive
When I reach home after a long drive
When I kill myself, while to Him I strive
Here he is, At Him I finally did arrive
By: Weaam Mahmoud
