My fate is not in your hand

GOD makes our fates alone

Our life are surely planned

GOD feeds the ant in the stone

World is certainly small

If compared to Galaxy as shown

Whoever believes is a giant

GOD to perish the giant alone

MY heart is calm and glad

Satisfied of what I own

Whatever you earn in the dark

SURELY you'll pay it at noon

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Translation of my Arabic Poem (“The Choice”) 

Who, in the World, chooses his birth? 
Who chooses his family and children? 
Who chooses his fate and country? 
Who chooses the time to go to heaven? 

But it is possible to choose our day 
To sincerely care about family and work 
This will be the first right step to our future 
To achieve our goals while we're alive 

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