Everyone Wanna Be The Best, But He/She Can'T Even Try At Least - Poem by Abdallah Gamal
I wanna be a good person, so everyone will love me,
so my dad says that's my son, so everyone will point at me,
saying: 'He's the bright moon, he has the perfect beauty,
he has the eyes of the sun, who is that angel could be.'.
I wanna be good, just for the people say he's a good person.
However if that all I wanted, so what's the point of what I've done? !
So all of that wasn't faithfully to Allah, and at last I haven't won
The Medal Of Honour, so everything I dreamt about has gone.
No, not everything has gone, I still have Allah in my life.
I've just woke up, and I'm coming to continue my strife.
My vision has returned to me, so nothing will change my belief even the knife.
I don't care anymore about getting a new car or a perfect wife.
All what I care about is to put the Heaven on my way, and forget the prelife.
Now I feel the faith in me, I feel that mercy of Allah upon me is rife.
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