Oh how I feel your pain, your sorrow
You are my brother
You are my sister
Thanks to the prophet Adam (peace be with him)
You are my family
With every step I take
With every race I run
I run for you little one
As I feel your pain
As I feel your sorrow
I hope to give you my all
I want to see you play
To see the joy come back into your beautiful eyes
Oh how I hate what people are doing to you
Oh how I hope and pray
With every little thing I do
That one day
I’ll see that smile once more
Oh little one
May Allah hold your hand and guide you well.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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