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Feb 2020
God's Mercy
I have decided to fight till my last breath
But I will work and work till my death
I became hopeless with people's attitude
But like soldier I am carrying along fortitude
In sheer digust I lost my hope to survive
And then I heard my prophet's saying
To a follower who was with Him for praying
Prophet saw his hard hand with scratches
His hand full of difficult and hard patches
Prophet took his hand in His hand to see
And then asked what would the cause be
The follower said Sire I work for my kids
For their welafare I can go for any difficult bid
Prophet kissed his hand and prayed for him
May Mercy of God bestow on him upto brim
God's mercy is eternal and just evergreen
Which a clean and honest followers make green

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
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Col Muhammad Khalid Khan  Abbottabad Pakistan
(Abbottabad Pakistan)   
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