When my world crumbles And seems to fall apart, I turn to my Allah!

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When my world crumbles

And seems to fall apart,

I turn to my Allah!



When something,

With my heart,

Sadistically would play;

I run to my Allah!



When poison becomes

The saliva of what they say,

I turn to my Allah!



In the bleak moments

Of the thorny day,

I run to my Allah!



I prefer to leave

And never stay,

I turn to my Allah!



I prefer to prostrate,

To shed tears and pray.

I run to my Allah!



The crawling snake

Ruling over the burning lake.

Awake!

Shake!

Shake that illusive and fake!

Awake!

Awake!



In my silent pain,

I like to face

The falling rain!



--- Rochdi Bouille

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