Searching An Angel Among Us

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Yeah, this is the place where public mess runs, I am lucky to have such a place food and funs Hungry he was, the traveler passing by and saw, An old man at corner eating dry bread with water Went to the person who served the food and said, I need for the two one for me and other sat yonder Ah! You talk about that man, eating at corner Yes - you are right—do you know Mr who is he? This public mess is run by him, he is wonder, He went near to him and said-O Holy Spirit, help, Although I am hungry, I had nothing except dry bread And water now wish to share with you heaven's food, The Old man replied—you can have it as per fate, This is my fate and that is their fate, you're late, I thanks to Allah, find happiness on their happiness Men is never ever a God but he have goodliness, Abundant the divine providence-I seek His happiness For I know-none knoweth me here-A beggar of Allah Just I start by the name of Allah say this Bismillah When One seen and finished food; thanks to Lord Because all praise is be for Him-Glory to be Allah-

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