They say the first day is the hardest
But by stomach seemed to stands still
Nor longer groaning and moaning, it’s been silenced
By the sweet whisper of Qur’an
recited by mother.
It’s Friday, the Sheikh prolonged khutbah put me in a trance
Had me close my eyes, relax my limbs
as he recited verses that cut through my heart as weeps .
The soothing sound of rain
Slowly cleaned my peaceful brain
It clanged its cool droplets above me
Blessed by Allah for London to see.
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