Roots Of The Faith(At Steps Of Clan Of Believers) Poem by sallam yassin

Lost or found
In the trace
Of the true
Go and follow moses
That will save
From the crass
And the curse of pharaohs
Make your cross
Through
Seas of your fears
Like Abraham the father
Go through
What thy prepare
For u
May it be fire
Or foil
Don't fear
Your foe
Lay on your faith in god
let it take u through
Foul the promises of earth
Like the fog
It is fake
Fragile what life propose
For the proposal
Of life
It is like
Left behind
through the path
Froth of water
For what use that
it is fake
It isn't fruit
The true fundamintally
is where the proposal of god
There's storm
distribution of old
not every shining a gold
We run after and chase
Illusions
And never to find peace
With illusions
Is like gambling fellow
In a row youe lose
With ill-wish
that u well win
At the end
You are lost
Look through the fog and miss
Don't miss the true with mist
Who can see the true
Hidden in your heart
in your eyes
in the leafs of tree
In the womb
in the rain
and in the drought
What in fly
and what in flow
In the life
and in the death
In the breath u inhale
or in exhale
Don't be indifferent
What it needs
To find the road
What we have in diferent
Or what we have in common
The true is commanly wealth
For the rich
and for the poor
So where's the bone of the true
And where's the flesh
where's the signs
and where's the map
where's the door
and where's the key
Flow your soul
Don't fail
make your fly high
there's only one god
Who gave us
and well take so
let obey him
and for sure
in the heaven of god
we well be safe
Like Abraham the father
And
His sons
Let peace of god and the bless
be upon them.