.........As We Be.... Poem by wardha jawdat

I have to keep these tired eyes open,
And trudge along some more,
I have to safegaurd your 'morrow,
Till we come to the ultimate dawn.
I am the guardian of many truths,
And the epitome of magnificent pledges,
I have evolved to reach the echelons
From the very grit which many spurn.
I am chastity, I am truth,
I am honor, I am the rule;
I am the embodiment of Faith,
The follower of the blessed paved.
I reach not for shining rocks;
My eyes are set upon the stars,
I care not for your tuppence gold,
My spirit is worth a million czars.
My gaze is tamed, my tone mellow,
But my strenght is true, my mettle fallow....
I am a watchful, tolerant soul;
Not judging, not deceiving,
Not edacious, not conceited...
Such is me,
The Muslim born...