Open Doors

I know I’m not worthy of You,
But know that I sincerely love You,
I beg You, keep me at Your bay,
Don’t let this world ever have a say,
Keep my hand in Yours,
Open to me all Your doors,
Take me out of this stormy sea,
Show me the golden key,
I’m tired and worn out,
I can’t even shout,
I need You to make me strong,
Save me from what is wrong,
Take me up to Your throne,
Where it’s You and I, all alone,
I don’t have the power, don’t have the will,
But I’m counting on You after each hill,
I don’t know where to go, where to hide,
Only in You do I actually confide,
I feel like I’m breaking, I need Your support,
I believe in only justice from Your court,
Keep me with You, eternally and always,
Take me to where love forever stays.


Return me to my original,
Where there is no you or I,
Here there is all the division,
There?  There is only one,
That is where we belong,
One wall, stretching across eternity,
That’s how we were made,
Then why the distinction on different brick sizes,
And colours; that’s the beauty!
Faces might change, might change again,
But they’re holding the same white rope,
In the same dark place,
Difference is colour, is size, is sight,
Ambition, goal, language, nation,
That’s all one,
There is only I now,
That’s the original.


What you see,
Isn’t really what you see,
There’s so much going on behind the scene,
It’s really not peaceful and green,
We see the earth is round,
Firm beneath we feel the ground,
It’s all I seem to be sure of anymore,
The rest seems to me myth and folklore,
This stage God set, I now understand,
There’s a reason He forbid the things He banned,
The tiny human mind is unable to see,
Behind the curtain draped over reality,
We’re in a box, surrounded by every side,
And there’s no possible place to hide,
This fantasy is their imagination,
For which we’ve developed such fascination,
We’re chained with iron fetters,
Glued to reading their letters,
It doesn’t matter what they claim,
They’re all playing a big game,
They don’t care about your money, your estate,
They’re only after ruining our fate,
While we’re busy making profit, buying the latest design,
They’re deviously making use of valuable time,
Are you still confused? Still behind bars?
For God’s sake, open the lids to your empty jars!
This place isn’t what you really think it is,
It’s not all about fame, glamour, showbiz,
Wake up I plead for you to open your eyes,
And respond to Islam’s desperate cries,
It’s an illusion, a cage of fantasy,
We need to get out for a blissful eternity,
So open your eyes! Awake!
It’s time to battle this world of fake.