A Faster's Triumph



The cycle of attempting to fast in Ramadan.

Rise and shine to the clear morning skies

Fast your soul from the evil slime

Rid your body from the sublime

Be humble, be proud and delime

Amnesic of your past sins, still hope he forgives them due time

Memories coming back, as old as white wine

Eating the lime of the past, an unpleasant dine

Vanity haunts, such a dime

Rise with your poor soul and show the sins that seems to lie

No point in trying, just accept the curse

Accept the darkness that not even Helios can shine

You never learn, so yearn for the sublime

And accept that a sinner is what you are


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