Sweet tears of Submission

My beautiful sis from Niger
Sitting next to me, total strangers

But as she recited, My heart felt love
And strove to glorify, the one Above

As she did, a faithful servant. so calm and tranquil
Her voice strengthened my resolve and made firm my will

To glorify Him, as she did
And love her, because she did

The tremors in my heart I cant explain
As she heard the verses of azaab (severe pain)

She trembled and cried
Her shoulders drooped

And silent tears ran down her face
The sweet saltiness I could almost taste
As we embraced

I hoped and prayed she would find that better place
For surely this sweeet young sis deserves the Almighty's grace...

I can see her running in green fields
and smiling in the sun

As she relaxes in the everlasting Grace and Mercy of the only One