life is priceless
never live it hopeless
tho' she is speechless
strain and survive powerless
hoping for her soul breathe freely
rowing the mud-hut steadily
for life grown wearily
hoping life is so blessedly
seeking mercy
blending courtesy
growing legacy
should thou stay alive
hide in the mud hive
soar and survive
sweat blood for the five
"who should i give my love to after Allah, and Rasulullah comes your mother.. who next? your mother.. who next? your mother.."
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