Prophet Jesus, son of Mary

When friends became strangers in no time

He became my friend in need

When songs were meaningless and didn’t rhyme

He became the rhythm and beauty of my poems indeed

When promises were broken and lovers betrayed

He healed the wounds of my broken heart

When my soul was tired and went astray

He showed me the road to a new start

When the world disowned me

He gave me refuge in his home—my paradise

When the world looked down upon me

He thought of me as the light of his eyes

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