Precious gifts of Ramadan
Last night was a tearful sight, as the beautiful moon was shining so bright
My brothers in Islam were the leading knights and my sisters on my rights
Spoken words,The Imam in recital,aw how vital and sacred it was
Aw how the ground has been shaken,
Aw how the sound of the prayer felt like a beautiful violin,
Aw how I felt it cleansing through my skin,The sins upon my wings couldn't no longer beheld in,
Aw there I stood in front of the finder with my case pleading in, Aw how Rak'ahs of Sunnat was floating in
Aw Allah you are the forbearing, Aw Allah you are the forgiving
I am the student, the slave in need of improving, and my heart bleeds as I am human and weak
And so I shall rephrase my deeds often with fatigue nonexistent in my sleep
Allah the doer of good guide us through your solutions and restrain us from the bad laws
This I write to all the dwelling souls
Let us stand in unity, far away from the devils claw
As Ramadan stand in front of our doors
Lets pray to our lord and let the angels witness that we are slaves of Allah
The ones willingly kneeling towards the floor
Saredo Hussein
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