Muhammad
I envy the trees which gave him shade
I envy the flowers that attracted his grave
Of all the people that he left amazed
To follow in his footsteps which he left for us to trace
All the way to Jannah to hear his sweet praise
Slowly living life passing through his trail
He begs for our forgiveness for our sins to be erased
The only one who can save after sinning everyday
This life is a test would you like to fail
How about instead we pass for Muhammads sake.
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