It was not to be Forgotten...
You Perished and Pleaded
But he kept you alive
When hope was dead and you bled
He healed and you Forgot...
You had not bread to eat
He gave you food and heat
You shivered without ample shelter
He gave you a palace and you Forgot...
You wanted a town to rule
He gave you a Empire, very vast
Your position was bad in a deadly duel
He made you win and you forgot
You didn't forget the ordinary, but God
You forgot what was not to be...
You have forgotten the wrong powers
Don't come to ask why I believe in Allah
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