i am the life and the resurrection
women of the world do not weep
i see your sufferings
like a shadow as they creep
a promise
i had to keep your
pain with a broom of hope
i want to sweep bring you
back home
from the garbage heap
rewards for
your struggle
you sacrifice
in my kingdom
you will reap
your eternal pain
i shall put to sleep
In My Father's house are many dwelling places; if it were not so, I would have told you; for I go to prepare a place for you.
for your souls upkeep
I am street photographer a beggar poet .. I shoot misery cavorting with hope I shoot original content. I am Shia Sufi Hindu all in One