The Man Of Learning And Knowledge - Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI
Life, In its pretty greatness and In its great sublimity, Is a pretty thought. Great people are born and Not made. It's a pretty thing, In our pretty world, To see a great eagle and At the same time a great man. The greatness and sublimity Do not come out of nothing, but They come out of work and persistence. A pretty smile, Not I am the only one who can see it, but The whole world sees that pretty smile on his face. A strong and great personality Of a man and a man of learning. His city is called the City of peace, the city of love, and The city of beauty. Your smile is drawn in our hearts And in our minds. A great man of learning and A great dad to all of us. Love is shaped on your lips and A pretty work is signed with your generous hands. Alone he walks in his city And only on his pretty sides His pretty deeds walk with him. A man of his honor and A man of work. Loved by all and no exception and He loves all without any exception. All are his pretty kids and he is The prettiest dad to all of us. He has his great achievements on all fields And the pretty days witness. You walk in his cit wonderfully and greatly Raising your head and proud. We are proud that he is the man of learning and We are proud that he is everyone's dad. In his city of peace, Everything and everyone witness his sublime Greatness and his great sublimity. Peace dwells in his pretty city and Pride hangs over the pretty city. He is the man of learning and The man of the pretty moments. Beauty and love dwell with all people, With all the pretty birds, with all the sweet flowers, And with all the palm trees. The grains of sand are pretty and Wonderful in his pretty city. His city has turned into the city Of the learned and city of the pretty educated. He is the man of learning and he is The man of peace in his peaceful city. In his city justice and love Dwell together hand in hand. I witness and the whole world Witnesses on his greatness and his sublimity. His city is called the city of peace and He is called the man of peace. His city is called the city of learning and Knowledge and he is called the man of learning And the man of knowledge.
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