Precious Man
Who was he?
He was an orphan
He was trustworthy
He was true
He was born in the desert
Where women were buried alive
Where slaves were oppressed
Where men used to buy new women every day
Where women were considered animals
Where sons used to marry mothers
Where blood was shed on the stones
Where humanity had died
Where the law was changed at will
There one day a new day began
A precious person was born that day
He was different from all of them
Bright, honest, truthful, trustworthy
He was famous in the city
Everyone was crazy about him
Everyone loved him
But for forty years,
Then he fought against the evils of society.
A lot of cruelty was done to him.
Accusations were made against him.
Stones were thrown at him.
But he stood, he stood.
He stood against oppression, oppression and ignorance
For humanity
For truth, for truth
Who was he?
Today the world knows him as a great leader.
-Azeem islam
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