I Walked on the Pages of History

I walked on the pages of history

and discovered poetry

I stepped on the stages of mystery

and discovered imagery

I gazed at the rages of fires and flames

and discovered slavery-

I stood for hours in the extensive graveyard

And discovered bravery

I lay critically in intensive care unit

And discovered recovery,

I clutched the Religious Rope tightly

and discovered the depths of forgery; 

Drenched in mud and dirty blood

I discovered  the soul's cemetery; 

I prayed, I believed,I kept my faith

I see the Gates of Heaven

I am, but still in Purgatory…

If I have been true, in Allahs view

Surely then I will enter The Promised  Holy Vinery