Thanks from every one if you read and understand .. Poem : Operation Death It was early in the morning at four. When death knocked upon a bedroom door. Who is there? the sleeping one cried. Im Izraeel, let me inside. At once, the man began to shiver, as one sweating in deadly fever. He shouted to his sleeping wife, Dont let him take away my life. Please go away, O Angel of Death! Leave me alone, Im not ready yet. My family on me depend, give me a chance, O please prepense! The Angel knocked again and again, Friend! Ill take your life without a pain, It is your soul Allah require, I come not with my own desire. Bewildered, the man began to cry, O Angel! Im so afraid to die Ill give you gold and be your slave. Dont send me to the unlit grave. The man held a gun in his right hand, ready to defy the Angels stand, Ill point my gun, towards your head. You dare come in, Ill shoot you dead. By now, the Angel was in the room, Saying, O Friend! Prepare for your doom. Foolish man, Angels never die, Put down your gun and do not sigh. Why are you afraid? Tell me, O man, to die according to Allahs plan? Come, smile at me, do not be grim, be happy to return to Him. O Angel! I bow my head in shame, I had no time to take Allahs name. From morn till dusk I made my wealth, not even caring for my health. Allahs commands I never obeyed nor five times a day I ever prayed. A Ramadan came and Ramadan went but no time had I to repent. The Haj was already fard on me But I would not part with my money. All charities I did ignore Taking usury more and more. Sometimes I sipped my favorite wine with flirting women I sat to dine. O Angel! I appeal to you spare my life for a year or two. The Laws of Quran I will obey, Ill begin Salat this very day. My Fast and Haj, I will complete, and keep away from self conceit. I will refrain from usury, and give
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