As school continues, the sun gets hotter, the girls feel warm, their clothes get tighter.
I feel the urge to look, but remember my creator is watching, therefore I look down, and continue walking.
If you lower your gaze, your hormonal levels will decline, and you'll soon be in jannah where you'll recline.
Reclining on carpets so green so pretty, you'll soon appreciate the times of difficulty.
This worldly life is so delusional, we often believe we'll live forever, if only we understood we must be clever.
The time we have is only so limited, we must use it wisely and only for allahs pleasure.
Therefore sacrifice your pleasure for your lords, and you soon will realize it was for sure,
the greatest achievement the greatest choice, and with this dear brothers and sisters in life, I ask you not to waste your time, reading week long books, instead of communicating with the divine, I wrote this in order for our hearts to open, but only Allah has the token, the token of dunya, the token of akhira.
With this I leave you to realize our purpose, our creation wasn't simply to say " I deserve this!". It goes beyond that and it goes beyond delusion. We must worship HE in lovely seclusion. Allah the most merciful, Allah the most gracious, it is he who created the skies and the oceans. Once again it was worth while to write this poem, but don't ever forget the one and only true token. The token of reward that comes from Allah the almighty, therefore we must live in peace and piety.
