We can do the rhyme
Even though I am almost out of time.
Have you spread the news?
Of Islam, hasn't anyone seen the clues?
Left in the creations as signs,
Allah created you and I, lines by lines.
Allah tests us every day
Through good and bad, each way.
Each struggle is recorded by the angels that sit on us left and right,
Good and bad deeds that they will write.
Hopefully we will be on the good side,
When it is our time, there will be nowhere to hide.

Just the other day,my sister in law's father died
Oh how much she wanted to visit her family and how much she cried.
Never got to say goodbye,So much tears in her eyes.
She talked to her a few days before,
When he said I'm ok, look after your kids and family, visiting me will be a bore.
It is so sad, he was fine one day but then the next gone,
she was given a call that he died just before dawn.
How will she go on?
How will she be strong?
for her family's sake, where did she go wrong?

Another sister came to me and said,
Sister I have this brain tumor, 6 months to live and I'll be dead.
I told her Do not fear,Allah will cure you I said with a tear
She said she was done with fights
She rather prepare for her end of her flight.
I told her to make dhikr to help her through,
She said ok, I'll miss you.
I told her to hang in there and it'll be okay
Then i cried and said let's pray
She asked me to make a dua'ah for her family to make it through,
Then she announced her family decided to take their shahadah.
This was truly the best news right now

And my rhyming is done,
so stop your whining and not have a cow.
So what if I cannot rhyme right,
These are my feelings, what I feel, so do not bite.
I have been rhyming since I was a child,
When I use to run around and be wild.
My teacher told me to write it all down,
Do not keep it bottled up inside and frown.
So since then I have been jamming and rhyme,
so hopefully insha'Allah you'll me join you next time.
ok the next one might sound a bit bad
so forgive me, it's late and im feeling kind of sad.

As I sit here and drink a bottle of coke,
I laugh at the funny jokes online and start to choke.
I gasp for air,and whisper I care
I would like to see my kids grow
If they are ever faced with a big problem of peer pressure
I hope they remember to say NO!
I hope I can teach my kids right from wrong,
I hope I can continue to teach my kids through this song.
I hope I can be silly, special and unique,
Instead of a serious, clean aholic geek.
I hope my kids can turn to me whenever they are feel sad,
I hope they can lean on my shoulders and do not feel too bad.
I hope they can say mommy you're lots of fun,
Even though you wear your hijab out in the blazing sun.