It Was The Night Before Ramadhan,
The Moon was not in the sky,
She said she had plans,
I wonder why...
People were sad,
Because they now have to brave the Days Of Summer,
With Thirst and Hunger,
That's not that bad,
Other People never had the liberty of eating and drinking anyways,
Shouldn't we know how they feel?
All this while we waste, waste, waste,
All I'm saying have we no taste?
If we do, there would be no waste.
We would only take what we want,
with no assumptions whatsoever,
without those careless whispers...
This Month I must use to its full potential,
increasing my life's credential,
to be a better person,
a better man
Happy Ramadhan
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