My Golden Candle, a treasure so bright,
Sharing light that's unimaginable, quite,
Giving life to the darkness of night,
Guiding footsteps with your golden light.
Your profession, a beacon of hope,
Giving light to places that darkness elope,
Leading the way, illuminating the slope,
So that people can find purpose and scope.
Your goal is noble and pure,
Sharing brightness and light that's sure,
Spreading hope and faith to endure,
Blinding faces with radiance so demure.
Oh My Golden Candle, how you ignite,
Lighting up the earth with your golden might,
Available in day and night, through time's flight,
Your light brightening the world, a wondrous sight.
El-Iloryy Abdulqudus
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