Biography of Muhammad Zafar
I moved here when I was just 4 years old. Ever since then I've visited my country about 3 times, with 2006 being the last trip there.
For some reason, no matter what I lose in my life, literature and the love of expressing all my thoughts and emotions through words will always be something that I will inherit forever. It's something that has no limits. Even when someone leaves us, their writings and words always remain with us, whether it's through fond memory or just literature itself.
I also enjoy writing lyrics and raps, using instrumentals by other Hip-Hop artists out there. And no, it is not the Rap you're thinking of.
Someday I hope to inspire hundreds, thousands, or even millions of people through my words and actions.
Feel free to e-mail me at firstname.lastname@example.org.
Thanks for your time.
Before you know it, it’s that day again
We sit here gathered in rows of 10
For this day only comes once a week
As we slowly approach the weekend's peek
The preacher speaks in words so true
Deep down I wonder “If only they knew”
That this is the message we really send
The same message the media bends