afraid.

I wonder if I've been good today

I didn't hurt nobody physically.

but emotionally, who noes?

forgive my wrong deeds.

Well, we use so many words but have so little to relay

as angels scribble down every letter that we say.

on the day the scrolls are laid,

with every word and deed displayed,

when we read our accounts,

I know,

I’ll be afraid.

That day I’ll be so afraid to read,

every harsh word that I've spoken.

I’ll be obliged to admit,

I’ll be obliged to submit

Will I have strength owning up to each deed I’ve tried to hide?

or the wrong deeds I've done the very moment i know it's wrong?

Oh ALLAH, I’m so afraid to read. Astaghfirullah.