Those who call on God
Do not go to sleep
They stay awake
Till their prayers are answered
They do not fold their arms
They focused on their work
Till miracle happened
They do not take to arm
They stick to their faith
With their burnt offerings
Those who call on God
They do not envy the rich
They are always patient enough
Usually contented with the little they've gotten.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem