What a ramadan?
Veils everywhere
Still am damned
Time purity steers
Laced with pain;
Is my eye
How i be so stain;
I better die
Hope fly by all men
I only see den
Covered in darkness
Encamped agony, distress
A burden i carry;
My shoulder sour.
My heart tarry;
For my agony tall
Allah come save me!
This pain is beyond me!
Where do my hope seem?
Ramadan made it dim
Ramadan saves;
What of mine?
I hunger slave
To get the divine
SAVE ME!
O ALLAH
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