Get rid of greed or give up – Poet Al-Buhturi
get rid of greed, either you give up,
And the expenses of eternity have not taken over
It was me while Jafar grew up
by it from the hands that rose up, so I said
ammunition that stops the soul from what it has accumulated,
and what better excuses you have, and slandered
father hassan, How far do you vibrate?
to you, And in your hope you slipped
I see my need approaching you,
If the hands are extended to it, it will ascend
And I did not see someone like me being chained to rain and sperm,
I have not been humiliated for this world.
I had a place for artifact,
If a sky from your call had begun
thanks her, if she multiplied,
and multiply them with excuses, if you said
We let you not weep the hope that has passed,
And do not mourn when hopes fade away
And what is in you desirable for jogging rides,
received, but the stirrups are all