Sajda
When life happens
I would grab a pen and starts writing
In a piece of torn paper
Or the palm of my hand
I'd feel better then
Consoled and relieved and
Then again
Life happens
By the qadr of Allah
But this time
I'd make a quick taharah
Grab a dress and mat for salah
With niyyah solely for Al A'la
That's when I stopped writing, 'cause
All is fine with a single sajda
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