72 Virgin Angels

Every day was an endless night,

I hear countless endless cries,

I saw chocolate hills from afar,

I hesitantly rushed to the hills,

And as I go nearer the hills,

My speed reduced instantaneously –

I was stunned they are hills but not hills.

As I walked at the side of a hill,

The piles erupt reddish magma – flowing down with ease.

I hiked toward the hill

And slowly touching the lava,

My body shivered in fear.

I noticed I could not anymore see.

My vision started to blur.

I almost panic.

But I started to be calm for losing my vision.

I noticed endless liquid pouring down my face

It was raining hard.

The rain won’t stop.

Suddenly, I heard a thunder,

Then, another thunder,

Til I realized I was not alone.

I was not alone.

I heard the gallops of studs from a distance –

Rushing towards like a lightning.

My heart did not beat in 5 counts.

My fear enveloped me.

But the rage in my heart triumphantly killed my fear.

I raised my sword and bestowed my life to Allah.

I feared no pain, no sorrow, nor death.

I will be born again.

I will be born to serve my kinsmen and my Allah.

I am not alone anymore.

I have my 72 virgin angels – the gift

for my life and death.