Death is the beginning of life
In the barzakh, the afterlife
Where all men shall meet Nakeer
And Munkar, both rich and Faqeer
The Chief Examiners in the grave
Tough, straightforward and brave
To answer the questions: man rabbuka?
“Who is your Lord?” Then, mā dīnukā?
“What religion did you follow?”
Before arriving in this hollow?
And the third, man nabiyyuka?
Be you Abdullah or Monica
“Who is your prophet?”
Muhammad or Baphomet?
And finally, mā ‘amaluka?
Salāt, or watching soccer?
While the believer will scale through
For all of his answers shall come true
And his grave shall be filled with light
And provisions, to his utmost delight
The Kāfir shall stutter and stammer
And be hit with the sledgehammer
With tortures of different shades
Heavy stone and sharp blades
That is the moment of truth
For every James and Ruth
I come in peace.