Novid Shaid, January, 2011
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Oh You, without form
Ar Rahman, Ar Raheem
Unlike all we imagine
Free of error and need.
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Oh Lord! As I witness this world
On the spellbinding screen
Showing pain and suffering
Worse than I could ever dream.
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Oh Lord! As I hear of the problems
Which unsettle my soul
Of the abuse of innocence
Of the Earth’s dwindling capital.
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Oh Lord! As I wince and complain
At the blows of fate
The pressures of modern living
And the storms people create.
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Oh Lord! As my heart brews and trembles
With foreboding and stress
A pulsation of waves
Clears my heart of the mess.
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Oh Lord! Oh Allah!
Ar Rahman, Al Raheem!
Thank you for my life!
As a free human being!
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If it were Your choosing
I could never exist
I would never have sensed
This world of consequences.
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Oh Lord! Oh Allah!
Ar Rahman, Ar Raheem!
Thank You for the safety!
All my life, I have seen!
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If it were Your choosing
I could have survived
Through the horrors of war
And terrible genocide.
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Thank You for this safety
Keep me free from all harm,
Relieve those who are living
Frightened and alarmed.
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Oh Lord! Oh Allah!
Ar Rahman, Ar Raheem!
Thank You for the blessing!
Of my whole family!
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If it were Your choosing
I could have grown up
An orphan, so lonely
Without love or childless.
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Thank You for this bounty
Of my kith and my kin.
For my mother and father
For my wife and children.
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Oh Lord! Comfort the orphans,
And those yearning for offspring
And increase all these blessings
That I find myself in.
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Oh Lord! Oh Allah!
Ar Rahman, Ar Raheem!
Thank You for the soundness
Of my body and mind!
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If it were Your choosing
I could have maladies
Or my body disabled
Or my mind ill at ease.
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Thank You for my health
And my consistent energy
Protect me from illness
From depression and lethargy.
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Strengthen those with weakness
Spread Your mercy on the lame
Help those who are suffering
From their aches and their pains.
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Oh Lord! Oh Allah!
Ar Rahman, Ar Raheem!
Thank You for employment
For the flow of money.
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If it were Your choosing
I could have lived wretched
As a slave or a pauper,
Or a street-dwelling beggar.
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Thank You for my job!
And my honest income.
Increase me in wealth
As much, in Your wisdom.
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Help those on the streets
And those searching for means
Give me the power
To help my brothers in need.
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Oh Lord! Oh Allah!
Ar Rahman, Ar Raheem!
Thank You for my food
And water, fresh and clean.
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If it were Your choosing
I could have lived in arid lands.
Where water is scarce
And no food close to hand.
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Bless me with clean water
Provide me with good food
Make paths for those searching
For water so cool.
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Help me to consider
How great water is.
And give me the wisdom
Not to waste such a blessing.
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Oh Lord! Oh Allah!
Ar Rahman, Ar Raheem!
Thank You for the warmth
In my home and the heat.
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If it were Your choosing
I could be living, so cold.
In winds so inhospitable
It would rattle my bones.
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Protect those who are living
In the cold and the winds
And continue to warm me
Though I stress and I sin.
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Oh Lord! Oh Allah!
Ar Rahman, Ar Raheem!
Thank You for my soul,
And in You, I believe.
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If it were Your choosing
I could have been blind
To the truth of Your Light
Which shines beyond time.
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Bless me with true faith,
Give me a safe passage through death.
Guide those on the path,
For the truth is their quest.
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Oh Lord! When I think
How unsettling life can be,
Just the thought of Your blessings
Cheers my heart, endlessly.
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And send perfect peace
On the pure, grateful one,
And send him Your blessings,
To his family, and companions.
Mashallah! Food for thought, thank you.