Jihad "The Struggle"
Life is hard,
I lay in the yard.
I wish I had the money,
To pay for some honey.
With this honey,
I would find.
The insight I need,
to become one of a kind.
With my individuality,
I would soar.
I would no longer sleep on the floor.
I could go to college,
and start a life.
A life for my family,
A life to inspire.
My passion is to pass it on.
With your help my passion is reality.
College is what I need,
can you help me?
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