Mother, My Soul
Mother is an extinct emotion of nature,
She is a great helper, she is a great teacher,
The mother pigeon teaches little's to fly
She defends any danger, facing to die
My mother is the best
where i can take rest
She is lulling me on bed
putting her miracle hand on my head
even in my dream i will see my mother
'Don't make noise or bother'
Life is difficult without her,
She is my life, i can swear
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Secret To Keep
She is blonde and pretty,
She is smart and witty.
She is down to earth,
She has a blessing birth.
Her smile casts moon light
She is cheerful, She is delight.
All people want her smile,
Running for her even a mile
She has a good moral,
Gentle behavior is oral
Damned to stop her ray
Blessing for her way.
Sadness never touches her beam
I meet her smile in my dream
Never wake up, to have wonderful sleep
I love her, is a secret to keep.
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Allah supports Muslim in Burma.
Those martyrs are bold and brave,
Allah! You are only One who can save.
Send your angels to sustain,
Courage, courage is to obtain,
Allah sends volcanoes, tempests, earthquake,
You have a superpower, It's quick,
Muslim in Burma needs support,
The fact can abuse and distort,
Buddhist are terrorist,
Heartless, slaying are the worst,
Allah you are the fair,
Buddhist can't deserve to breathe the air.
The Massacres are carried out,
Allah! for Buddhist! wipe them out.
Allah sends the angels to demolish,
The cries of mother can't finish.
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New movement
I can't believe! ! England,
For poverty how can She stands.
The land of liberty and dignity,
Where are identity and humanity?
The poor become poorer,
the rich become richer.
Oh bad capitalization is in top of civilization,
Allah helps the poor in every nation.
If the poverty were a man, i 'd kill
Omar 's dictum curing for the ill.
The rich must help the poor
To have no envy, make the heart pure.
We respect you! ! England,
Rising humanity, you put a hand.
We don't go to the black ages,
when people put in cages,
Where they escape in caves.
We are at the era of enlightenment,
The revolutions are everywhere in new movement.
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