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				HELL IZ REAL 
 HELL IZ REAL
 I went into my classroom,
 
 Ready for another year at school,
 
 I didn't want the work,
 
 Just wanted to hang and be cool.
 
 I had on new clothes,
 
 New sneaks on my feet,
 
 I was there for class on time,
 
 Went to the back and took my seat.
 
 Yeah, I'm moving up,
 
 I'm already grown,
 
 Soon I'll be graduating,
 
 And out on my own.
 
 I talked to some of my friends,
 
 We were all having fun,
 
 Said some things I shouldn't have said,
 
 Did stuff I shouldn't have done.
 
 I knew I was different,
 
 I felt God touch my heart,
 
 I knew I should set a standard,
 
 But then I'd be set apart.
 
 Walking to the bus,
 
 I was not looking for strength,
 
 I heard the car tires screeching,
 
 But now it's too late.
 
 I'm standing in this room,
 
 And I can see the heavenly gate,
 
 Oh no! I never prayed,
 
 I thought I had time to get it straight.
 
 An angel walked to me,
 
 He had a book in his hand,
 
 I knew it was the Book of Life,
 
 When would this dream end?
 
 I told him my name,
 
 And he began to look,
 
 then he looked at me sadly and said,
 
 Your name is not in this book.
 
 Angel, this is a dream,
 
 No, I can't be dead!
 
 He closed the book and turned away,
 
 He whispered-You cannot proceed ahead.
 
 No...no this can't be real,
 
 Angel, you can't turn me away,
 
 Let me talk to God,
 
 Maybe he'll let me stay.
 
 He led me to the gate,
 
 Allah came to me,
 
 He did not let me in but said,
 
 Beloved what is your need?
 
 Allah, I cried, please,
 
 Don't cast me away from you,
 
 Tears ran down my face as he said,
 
 You knew what you needed to do.
 
 Lord, please I'm young,
 
 I never thought I would die,
 
 I thought I'd have plenty of time,
 
 Death caught me by surprise.
 
 Lord, I went to mosque,
 
 Please Allah, I believe,
 
 He said you would not accept me,
 
 My love you would not receive.
 
 Lord, there were too many hypocrites,
 
 they weren't being true,
 
 He took a step back and asked,
 
 What does that have to do with you?
 
 Lord, my family claimed to be saved,
 
 They weren't real, you know
 
 I fell to my knees crying to him,
 
 Lord, I planned to be real tomorrow,
 
 I couldn't make Him understand,
 
 I had never--felt such sorrow.
 
 Then it hit me hard, I said,
 
 Lord, where will I go?
 
 He looked into my eyes and said,
 
 My child you already know.
 
 Please Allah, I begged,
 
 The place is so hot,
 
 He whispered, DEPART FROM ME, I KNOW YOU NOT.
 
 Lord, you're supposed to  love,
 
 How can you send me to damnation?
 
 He replied, with your mouth you said you loved me,
 
 But each day you rejected my salvation.
 
 With that in an instant,
 
 Day turned into night,
 
 I never knew such torture could be,
 
 Now too late, I know the Quran is right.
 
 If I can tell you anything,
 
 Hell has no age,
 
 It is a place of torture,
 
 Separated from God and Full of Rage.
 
 You know, I thought it was funny--a joke,
 
 But this one thing is true,
 
 If you never accept Allah
 
 HELL IS WAITING FOR YOU!
 
 So Please, Take Him into Your Heart,
 
 Dong give up the Fight!  Come with US - Join God.
 
 THEN SEE THE LIGHT!!!
 
 
 
 Please show this to everyone you care about
 (which should be everybody)
 
 IF SOMEONE HAD A GUN HELD IN FRONT OF YOUR FACE,
 
 AND ASKED YOU IF U BELIEVED IN GOD WHAT WOULD YOU DO?
 
 SAY NO AND FEEL ASHAMED THE REST OF YOUR LIFE?
 
 OR SAY YES, I DO, AND DIE STANDING UP FOR GOD?
 
 STAND UP FOR UR RELIGION, WHAT EVER IT IS
 AS THE ALL MIGHTY WILL REWARD U 4 IT!!!
				 
 
 
  
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			Imagine yourself after you pass awayImagine your grave through night and through day
 Wishing that you did not do as they say
 Wishing that you had got up and had prayed.
 Imagine, my friends, the day that you died
 Imagine all of the tears that they cried
 Remember how it felt when your body was tied
 Remember how it felt in the grave in which you laid.
 Imagine the day you'll be called to account
 Imagine the sum to which your life will amount
 Think for a moment of the deeds which you mount
 Think for a moment how much they will count.
 What will they say of you when you are dead?
 What will they say? What will be said?
 Will they speak of all the poor whom you fed?
 Will they remember all the Qur`an that you read?
 Think not of them, but of Allah, Lord of mankind and jinn
 Think of Allah when tempted to sin
 Think of the paradise which you will dwell in
 Don't wait till later to think what might have been.
 		
				
 
 
 
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