Trials of the Heart

It’s real,

My struggle,

To hold on tight,

To not let go of hope,

I’m trying so hard,

Splintered hands, bloodied rope.

But it’s like …

It’s like people are loosening my grip,

Trying to make me fall,

There is no mercy,

No compassion,

No seeds of kindness,

Buried in the dark recesses of their hearts.

Yet, I continue,

Continue with my struggle to hold on,

Hold on to the rope,

The rope of Quran, Sunnah, and hope.

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