self-reflections in the holy month of Ramadan
The $10 bill in my wallet
just as the look the man
standing on the highway pass
with sweat on his brow and sadness in his eyes
burned in my mind
unable to be forgotten
unable to be answered.
i saw him, but i had averted my eyes
the red light on the verge of changing
the wallet too far out of my reach
too ashamed to even pay him in a smile.
Oh what that $10 could have done for his empty stomach.
Oh what that smile could have done to uplift his mood.
Oh what that simple act of charity could have done for me on the day of judgement.
Oh Allah, let me not miss any more opportunities to give in charity this blessed Ramadan.