By Pujangga Malam
Silent night
Not a sound was heard
Not a word was spoken
No beauty was spread
Strains of the song, guitar and pounding drums
Stomping a silent souls
Graceful sway, smile and cordial greeting from the singer who cheerfully
Add a lively atmosphere of the night
Not realizing we were lulled
Not realizing we were entertained
Like a melodious strains of a flute
Deceitfulness of the devil who has made us destroyed
Surely we lose the incomparable
Too preoccupied with mortality
Too love and servant to the world
So forget the eternal afterlife forever
No longer heard the strains of the Holy Qur'an verses in our ears
No longer spoken Dhikr strands of our lips
No more pervasive Adzan echoes in our hearts
No longer feel the beauty of worship in our daily lives
Are we so arrogant
Are we so great
So we only think of wealth and throne
Without being able to feel HIS presence
We've gone too far to get closer to HIS
We are too great to be able to bow our heads in the presence of HIS
We've been too perfect to be able to ask to HIS
But we forget that we are all of HIS creations
With all the humiliation and the inability
Prostrate and begged forgiveness
Return to the path of truth
Spared from evil persuasion
Are we still doing disobedience and misguidance
Fear of not eating and losing our livelihoods
All questions back to us
Have we dare to leave it all?
Sorry if my writing as well as the phrase that i use is very imperfect and irregular. I use google translation and also assisted by my friend. Please correct from you who read this paper.
Thank You.
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