The last call

I don’t fear the fire of hell
I don’t delight in the radiance of heaven
My Lord, give me a last call
Someone is waiting for me
Something is yet to be done before the arrival
The bridge is yet to be covered


I know, this bag of flesh is frail somewhere
I am unable to hold on
I am unable to express
My Lord, give me a last call
Let me know the destination
Let me call up my memories
Let me finish it on my own

I have opened up the box of my earnings
Someone please recollect the blessings
Let me pack up with all my credentials
Someone please back me for having the entire living
My Lord, give me a last call. Please.

And then I am all yours, all yours........