I Was Angry

I Was Angry

I picked up the phone to call a friend, seeking comfort,
He started talking to calm me down.

He reminded me of distant years,
Of my childhood,
When people knew me for my piety,
And for praying in the mosque every day.

I had memorized the Quran by heart,
And I fasted every other day.

In my youth, I traveled far,
And studied in Islamic schools,
To become a renowned imam,
To guide the lost,
To teach them your sacred words.

In my youth, I wanted to prove to you
My boundless love.

I was ready to offer my blood,
To sacrifice my body,
Just to meet you.

Then one day, unlike any other,
My eyes were opened,
And doubt consumed me.

Here I am… lost without you,
And free without you.

I refuse to believe in you,
You no longer exist for me.
I refuse to bow down again,
I live my life as I see fit,
You have no right over me.

I have forgotten all my past,
I live the present as it should be,
And I will await the future.

Until my death… I will face you.

This is my choice, and I will persist.

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