Khalid Mukhtar

You can turn your life around
Do it anytime you want

If you’re dying in a minute
Then that time is somewhere in it

All you have to do is start
With submission in your heart

Don’t obsess about the end
Leave that to the fools my friend

And begin

Respect the sea of knowledge vast and deep
How deep you go entirely depends
Upon how well you’ve learned the skills to keep
Yourself and you from suffering the bends

Sincerity is oxygen
For the soul

So if it gets rare
Up there, let me ask
That you take some care
To put on your mask

Before assisting the person
Next to you

The soul is your diamond
The rest is glass

Here’s the river
There’s the boat
If you really
Want to go
You had better
Learn to row

Learn to pull
So you can push
And practice till
You hear no whoosh

Or you could paddle

Seek protection
From being oppressed
But seek it much more
From being oppressor

You see, while the former
Would have you distressed
The latter may hide you
From the intercessor

And that’s how you get
Infinitely depressed

Lord, let me find the means to make amends
And let the hearts I’ve broken be repaired
For I see that my salvation depends
On how my wretched tongue and hands have fared

Let the lack of knowledge
Qualify your attitude
Patch that hole in your boat
And do it best with gratitude

I’ve sometimes found that wisdom
Makes itself at home
On the softest sigh
In a droning tone
Where no colors fly
And seconds turn to stone
Seeking out its seekers

If you’re found
You’ll stick around