Yā Rabb, You did not delegate the zakat categories to scholars to debate. You listed them Yourself, eight by name, and closed with 'farīḍatan min Allāh.' An obligation from You. Ya Allāh, forgive me for the years I calculated zakat lightly. The rounding down to make the bill smaller. The categorization of my mostly-savings as 'wealth I might need.' The exclusion of my gold by 'I do not wear it often.' The treatment of my crypto holdings as 'too volatile to count.' Each was a small theft from the eight categories You named. Pay me back into precision, ya Rabb. Make me calculate honestly this year. The full niṣāb threshold. The complete year of holding. The 2.5% on all my wealth-categories. And let me distribute to the eight You named: my poor brothers, my needy sisters, the administrators of zakat institutions doing the work, the new Muslims whose hearts need help, the freedom of those still enslaved (modern bonded labor), the debt of believers crushed by it, the path of Your dīn, and the traveler stranded on the road. Each is a category You commanded. Each is a door of obedience. And ya Rabb, do not let me be the one the Prophet ﷺ described, with the bald serpent of unpaid zakat around his neck on the Day. Save me from that vision. Pay me into the eight. Āmīn ya Razzāq.