She be like:
I did it again.
Oh no, I did it again.
I slipped and fell.
I didn’t wanna, I really didn’t.
It was staring at me in the face
Ain’t no one was looking
And I didn’t wanna
But I did it
I’m so sorry! I did it!
I be like:
Alright.
What’s the next step?
She be like:
Suicide. I’m considering it.
I be like:
Shall I get you a knife?
A rope? A gun?
She be like:
Are you serious right now?!
I be like:
Perhaps poison would do.
It’s rather common these days.
She be like staring at me
As though I’ve gone nuts.
I be like:
Listen to me, young lady
Shaytan be playing games with your mind.
Tricking you
To believe that your sin
Is too magnanimous for Allah to forgive.
She be like:
Ain’t it?
I be like:
Perhaps I should just get you the knife.
She be like:
I don’t wanna die!
I be like:
So shut it and listen
She shuts it, and listens.
I be like:
Shaytan be forming Shirk in your thoughts.
How can you say
That your sin
is too big for Allah?!
That’s world class shirk, girl!
She be like:
What do I do?
I be like:
Tawbah. It’s that simple.
She be like:
This ain’t the first time.
I be like:
And it ain’t gonna be the last.
She be like:
Will He forgive me?
I be like:
He calls Himself the Oft-Forgiving.
Don’t snooze it.
She be like sighs sadly.
I be like give her a hug
And whisper in her ear:
Your sin
Could be as big as a ship.
But Allah’s Mercy
Is as big as the Ocean.
She be like:
Audhu Billah, wa Astaghfirullah
And I be like give her a kiss on the head.