Written By: Alizea Maqsud

I fought in the name of my land, my lord,
Me and my struggles shall not be forgotten,
I left my wife, my family crying,
But if you think about it; aren’t all of us dying?
What I died for was bigger than me,
I shall be rewarded with a key;
A key to my house in the heavens,
You think it’s bad I died at twenty-seven?
Well let me tell you; yes I was in pain
But none of this will be left in vain,
In the end what matters is acceptance,
Acceptence by Allah and your nation,
You’ll be remembered a hero not a coward,
And that my friend is the real power!

 
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