O Ramadan, remind me about those who are suffering.
The end of Ramadan is approaching, and I am still the old me,
I tried to cry, prostrating under the shade of the mosque’s chandelier,
However I tried, I still fail. Is my heart too hard due to my sins?
Remind me, from the struggle of fasting about those who are suffering:
About the almost daily slaughter of the Palestinians & occupation of their land, while their brothers around the world look the other way,
About the strong faith of the Muslims in Xinjiang & their persecution, while being detained & brainwashed in camps,
About the kids of in Syria dreaming of their deceased parents who could cuddle them in the winter.
For their lifelong suffering, yet I complained about my life and on why it couldn’t be better.
O Allah, soften my heart in this month of blessing. Grant me with piety and true faith as a believer.
O Allah, give strength to keep believing in You, in Your promise of Paradise in the Hereafter.
