From Struggle To Dawn Poem by Yousif Ibrahim Abubaker Abdalla

Praise flows like a relentless tide, a wave of gratitude that simply can't be contained. My friend has risen, not by luck but through sheer determination, now shining brightly as an academic name: Associate Professor in Economics, standing proud where ideas transform into a lasting legacy beneath the vast sky.
At the core of learning, under the eastern horizon, where questions are born and visions take flight, a mind shaped by ink and tireless effort, a spirit forged through unseen battles not fixed in stone, but molded in living fire, where thoughts are crafted and dreams ignite.
Like a river breaking through its ancient barriers, a journey carved through every challenge. Like a seed that pushes through the tough soil, a transformation that turns resistance into a powerful symphony.
A drumbeat of will against the night's closed door, a heartbeat of hope that refuses to yield, a rhythm of striving that stretches endlessly, until dawn finally breaks.
And the One who weaves what our eyes can't see, beyond time and any decree, lifted this effort, step by step, filling the silence where dreams once lay dormant.
A beacon of wisdom, steadfast and bright not a peak that steals the light, but a lamp that spreads the flame, illuminating minds in the name of learning.
In the end, praise returns once more, to the Source behind every rise and roar, where every struggle finds its way into a higher, brighter day.