We need hope to keep going...
HOPE When you’re too low, and nothing seems to flow, Taking hits feels endless—yet you’ll rise to know. Look up to the sky, where you made your vow, Facing life’s trials, you learn to abide somehow. Once you understand, never pretend you don’t know, Even when paths are rough, don’t just lie low. They’ll say you’ve endured what you yourself have sown, Remember, in tragedy, slow is strength unknown— Like a war, you must fight, tear through the night, And when things fall below, don’t lose your light. At first, you led the charge, then you held the bow, Victory is yours now, cutting down every foe. Give thanks to Allah, the drummer of your win, Celebrate every battle with joy deep within. Through darkness and struggle, like Ramadan's bright rally, Give thanks, embrace the light, and feast on life’s blessings.