I Am Worried

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I am worried about the stain, 'A blood stain on my attire, ' That paints my mind and faith, With painful strain, For peace I hold the sword, And enemy succeeded; the coward, Not by themselves, But they used me to destroy, And like a fool, I did it, Coward succeeded, The golden history is chewed, By hungry and greedy people, Since beginning; they tried to falsify our act, The act of everlasting peace, The gigantic tree, under its shadow, Tell me who did not sit, ' Under the peace tree'? Adam to Abraham, Isaac to Jesus(PBUT) All watered the plant of peace, And the last who watered the tree, Is the Mohammad (PBUH/SAW) , 'The seal of humanity, ' Now waiting to Christ(PBUH) to come, Now waiting to Mehdi(PBUH) Everyone has been tortured But I know one thing: - All those try to destroy or falsify the truth, They know- Truth is the victorious undefeatable

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