I Pray - Poem
I pray.
But the prayer is only a short movement,
without meaning.
I pray.
But my prayer is lightning,
Because other business awaits out there.
I pray.
But the prayer is bland.
Just a series of words I routinely say.
I pray.
But no closeness I think
With the Supreme Audience.
I'm in a hurry.
Schoolwork is waiting.
Tomorrow I have to open a book.
The day after my organization.
I have to think about this and that.
Finally, my prayers are not on time.
The practice of sunnah was fall one by one.
All that for me to ask, is there anything wrong with me?
Why is my worship so like this?
It's just the one I'm aware of;
The world has neglected me, again.
My intention has gone astray.
I no longer have a clean and clear heart.
There, my head gets dizzy.
Thinking of worldly affairs that seem "important".
Yes, of course. We can not just ignore the life of the world.
But it is wrong,
When the world shifts our focus.
When our goal,
Is a human ridho.