Hail Ya Ali

When the rain falls, the cultivation rises,
When the rain dries, there are hues and cries,
Lofty towers fall down faster, lowly huts remain,
Godly power empowers all but pride has no gain.
Something pulls me towards God, something pure,
That power that pulls me is thy power I'm sure,
Thee the one and only, Elijah who's name is Ali,
Lion of God, Gateway of City of Knowledge, O Ali.

*~* Aun Ali *~*
{Lead by Example}

Written On October 10th, 2011

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