Not for nothing am I a Miracle
See for yourself the Divine Spectacle

They dared to demand a mighty miracle
So produce something like this Oracle

Full of beauty, grace and charm
Nothing you can do to cause me harm

Tried very hard but miserably failed
Their bits of scrap behind me trailed

Placed fingers in their ears but I pierced their heart
If it is Allaah’s will, from me you cannot part

If you read me before you sleep
A change will occur so very deep

Recital in the morning is beneficial too
Many blessings from me you will accrue

Yet you left me on a shelf as a tablet preserved
This is not something that I readily deserved

You used me in court for a mighty oath
But otherwise ignored which I totally loath

Kisses and soft cloth I do not need
Recitation of me will be your good deed

If only you practice what I say
Including Salaah regularly pray

Allaah will increase your wisdom to the full
Open my cover and become delightful

Join the list of those inspired
Cover to cover you won’t get tired

Perfect principles within me you will find
Follow them if you will, and to your soul be kind

Life’s mysteries will unfold before your very eyes
The Creator’s marvels will take you to the skies

Alas, I am only read when someone’s dead
The graveyard is where you too will head

No evil shall touch you if I am with you
May Allaah’s light descend upon you

Open my cover and see me bloom
Your brain and heart will soon run out of room

But what do I say to the living dead?
Everything to say has already been said

Kept and protected on a cupboard so high
I look down at the faithful and give a big sigh

I am not merely a book but Allaah’s divine Word
Sent to be read and sent to be heard

by Yusuf Karolia