A Poem on the World Controlling Me

There’s so much noise around me,

So many notifications,

So many stressors,

And so many demands of my time.

That it can all very easily feel quite overwhelming,

Like I have to submit to this world around me,

When in fact, I don’t really need to,

I only need to submit to Allah.

One can easily get pulled into this world,

Trying to be good,

Trying to be better than everyone else,

Trying to keep up with this world,

When sometimes it’s nice to just pull away,

And think about and do what is the most important to you.

Oh Medicine, how you took over my life,

And how you controlled me,

But I am determined to take back control,



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