I Often Think When I Might Sin (Poem)

I Often Think When I Might Sin

By Cynthia Heraud

 

I often think when I might sin,

What if the Angel would come to me then?

Would I want to be risen doing that sin?

I often think quietly to myself,

Where will I go, oh, where will I go,

When the Angel comes to me?

What if the Angel comes at night,

With a command from Allah to take my soul?

Where will I run, oh, where will I run?

What if the Angel comes to me when I'm driving my car?

Can I lock my doors, so the Angel can't get in?

Where will I hide, oh where will I hide?

I often think when I might sin,

What if the Angel would come to me then?

Would I want to be risen doing that sin?

I often think quietly to myself,

Where will I go, oh where will I go,

When the Angel comes to me?

What if the Angel comes in the middle of tea?

Maybe I can plead for a later return.

How will I plead, oh, how will I plead?

What if the Angel comes to me when I'm watching TV?

Can I beg to the Angel for a little more time?

How will I beg, oh how will I beg?

I often think when I might sin,

What if the Angel would come to me then?

Would I want to be risen doing that sin?

I often think quietly to myself,

Where will I go, oh, where will I go?

When the Angel comes to me?

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