You told me that you couldn’t escape;
darkness, your permanent companion,
swallowed you whole in your prison.
Wherever you look, wherever you move,
your tired eyes must meet
and your weak body must painfully hit
those stacked black bricks
of the sins you had built up.
And I told you
no matter how high those walls are,
no matter how thick those layers,
light will shine through one day.
Your misery shall break and powder,
every single dust grain shall flee,
if you just tasted
the sweetness of repentance
to Al-Ghaffar, The Forgiving.
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