Dawud Wharnsby Ali - Canada
Muhammad Alayhis Salam
Sat quietly in the evening
His companions ask,
“Oh beautiful man, why do you sit here grieving?”
“My ummah, those who follow me, The future of their faith makes me worry till I cry
My brothers and sisters in Islam, will they be strong and carry on after I die?”
The Prophet stood silently and prayed
His beard becoming wet as he cried for all his fears
“Oh Allah, don’t let this nation Fade!”
As he pleaded through the night the earth around filled with tears.
“My ummah, those who follow me, The future of their faith makes me worry till I cry
My brothers and sisters in Islam, will they be strong and carry on after I die?”
La la la la la….
A stillness fell over the land
Companions gathered near to where the Prophet lay
As Aisha his wife held tight to his hand
The prophet spoke again before he passed away,
“My ummah, those who follow me, The future of their faith makes me worry till I cry
My brothers and sisters in Islam, will they be strong and carry on after I die?”
“My ummah, those who follow me, The future of their faith makes me worry till I cry
My brothers and sisters in Islam, will they be strong and carry on after I die?”
Believers, Brothers and sisters in Islam
Will we be strong and carry on Until we die?
