As I sit here
Pondering upon what to write for this poem
I am reminded of how quickly the days are coming and going
It feels as though we got started just yesterday
I am forced to think about my "Ramadan goals"
Which I set enthusiastically 6 months before Ramadan
I ought to have finished nine surahs from albaraqah by now
But I haven't even gone past reading Surah al Maryam and memorizing Ayahtul Kursi as of yet
Unfulfilled promises and goals
Place the feeling of incompetence in my heart
I am guilty for not being able to keep my word to my Lord
I am forced to imagine
Had this being a project from school
Would I have been so laid back about it?
Would I have counted on the forgiveness of my professor?
Or would I have worked hard to complete my goal
Then why must my soul feel lazy
Even when I know the devils are locked up?
It's time to get real
Time to realize the importance of reading the Qur'an
Time to fulfilling my Ramadan goals with the same enthusiasm I set them to begin with.
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