We tend to plan for our future every day,
Desperately we try to pave the way.
We save every little bit of money we can find,
And to the people who can help us achieve we are kind.
If there is something we want bad enough we’re willing to fight,
For a future filled with happiness that is oh so bright.
It is unfortunate though, to fill everyone’s hearts with sorrow,
But remember dear Muslims our future is not tomorrow.
It is not money or fame that will get us ahead,
But the number of times we worship God before bed.
That is what will make our future unimaginably great,
So let us wake up and take control of our fate.
Tomorrow is not the future you should be planning for,
But the day you will be standing before Allah’s door.
The day where we will be reminded of every last deed,
Like the day you forgot the poor because of your greed.
And what dear Muslim shall you say,
When Allah asks you why you didn’t pray?
No excuse will be enough,
To get out of the hellfire that will be so rough.
So let us pray, worship and keep the poor fed,
For our future begins once we are all dead.