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Crying while I’m typing,
Typing while I’m Crying. . .
This is harsh, a dark civility,
Never a trash, a stack reality . . .
The Jumping and Fronting for raw Cash,
Could but vanish by mere Flash . . .
The love of Money is Killling,
For its modesty is Healing . . .
B4 the Last Breath,
B4 the lost Health,
shall we think less about Wealth,
perhaps, think more about Death . . .
Your certificates would Soon be Useless,
Your prestige, Helpless . . .
The reality is the fact that you and I are simply powerless to avoid or prevent Death.
To Allaah belong the granting and taking of life.
((Reflect b4 you Regret)
Allaahu ul Musta’aan
Credit : Hassan Taiwo
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