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Starlit nights
Are back again
I feel so sad
Yet hide my pain.

Whirlpool swim
Is not at all easy
It's the toughest
Dying to win.

As a child
I admired Tarzan
And then Rustam
At last...Samson.

Then came he
Who wasn't fiction
Or a tale of yore
He was Ali.*

As I grew
I knew that I too
Would be like him:
Muhammad Ali.

He fought fights
He beat the odds
In the ring and outside
He reached new heights.

Then came Jinnah*
Muhammad Ali*
He inspired me
To be an Ali.

Now it is
The first Ali*
The best of them all
He happens to be.

"Lion of God"
And undefeated
A martyr so true
In all history.

Bu Talib's son
The Prophet's* cousin
The warrior who fought
For the Almighty.

Noble and great
And very righteous
Learned and wise
And with a soul -- free.

In Khyber
He proved himself
As the most valiant
And brave soldier.

Caliph Ali
Is unlike others
I used to admire
After The "He".

My role models
Are the last Messenger
Prophet Muhammad
And then Ali.

So I move on
Undeterred and strong
To beat life's odds
Stacked against me.

I am sure
That God's with me
For I love and follow
Muhammad --- Ali.*

No whirlpool
Can ever drown me
And like my heroes
I will cross each sea.

Let night come
Let it hide the lights
Allah's with me
And Muhammad -- Ali.

Like an eagle
I will scale the hills
Till victory embraces
With ethereal glee.

I don't boast
Nor do I brag now
Yet all that I say
Is a certainty.

It's my faith
In Allah and then
The two greatest men
Muhammad -- Ali.