What if..

I saw a funeral procession when a thought struck me
What if tomorrow's daylight is not for me
What if my fate stands against my time
This let shivers run down my spine

I turn to my Lord with despair
It's only Him who my life can repair
My eyes are drenched, in forgiveness I bow
My life I shall alter, 'tis I vow

Before I enter into a deep slumber
Be it my Lord's name that I remember
I pray to Thee and wish for this
The words of Kalmah to escape my lips

Then, in a shroud they shall drape me
May prayers of mercy be showered on me
Taking a last glimpse they shall drop a tear
In every heart they shall be a fear

..The thought might be troubling them like it once troubled me,
"What if tomorrow's daylight is not for me"..

-Afrah