This poem is actually intended to tell my parents that they didn't only born Leader but a legendary, who always in the struggle of protecting other people right and property. If you form any mistakes, please comment or contact me to through my email...
Oh son of the lion has a Bright star shinning like sun.
He has always struggle to plant The tree in the rock that will bear The origin of his existence.
He struggling to construct A legacy that will live after him.
In this demonic world, where people Are always seeking for evil, and Forgetting to worship their creator And supreme being of the universe, The son of a loin keep having sleepless Night, studying and asking his Lord to acquire the best of knowledge and make his dream come through.
The departure of the lion to the Land of the silent ones has keep me focus all the time.
Oh! Saving soul of Humanity Is my ambition. But lack of access to the light has brought many stones and rocks on my journey of success.
But to God be my walking stick.
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