I was born pure, I knew you
but I lost my way
I became blind, I lost you
I went astray
I prayed,
but like a machine,
I strayed
from what is true Deen
They were mechanical
my practices, my prayers
Its impact was tyrannical
It was more than I could bear
For years I was lost
this confusion I hated
until I was taught
Its for what I was created
to ponder over the world ,
to ponder about our lord
Its not an act of evil,
its actually a reward
With this realization
my journey began
to discover the purpose of creation
to understand the master plan
