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The Call
How would you like to go?
Asked the stranger
In a tone, deep and mellow
I don’t know I answered
Why do I have to go?
Where?
It is not your will
It is what has been ordained
Why then you ask
I said
Do your job and be done
He paused for a moment
And then something
Happened
It is not you
I look for
It is someone else
He turned and left
I woke up trembling
Wiped the beads
Off my brow
Then it struck
Like a lightening bolt
What if he comes calling?
But when?
This is quite soul stirring even though it borders on the mystical. May God Almighty bless you with a long life my dearest friend. The angel of death only takes our souls to God Almighty each and every night when we fall asleep (The Holy Qur'an confirms this) and those who are ordained to die do not return. My father passed away in this manner on the night of December 3rd-4th, 2007, but he went very peacefully. Let us not hearken the call dear buddy. The poem is quite moving and profound and I like it.
Muhammad Naveed Ahmed.
Pen name:Emmenay.
Yahoo email ID:Ambitious7
Initials: M.N. Ahmed.