The Sujood

He was too proud Too arrogant Too fickle minded To obey His Lord... Today He misleads Misguides Miscalls And mistalk People from their Lord To the abysmal abyss! Yet Their Lord gives them A chance... To redeem themselves To heal To purify To cleanse To wash To remedy themselves From a life of turmoil And an end in hell... Only if... ... We can prostrate To our Lord... Sujood... The nearest you can get To Him At anytime Anywhere Anyday... The fastest way to Him The quickest road Bolt can't stand its speed It cleanses filth It opens doors... The secret of successes That the enemy knows And wants us not To unravel... Lucky us We now know... So I ask Won't you go Henceforth On sujood More and more Than before?