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American Preacher (Yusuf Estes) ....They Decided to Convert To Islam

American Preacher (Yusuf Estes) ....They Decided to Convert To Islam

The tears of joy and rightness
deeply flowing from your eyes
your soul appeals to purity
your heartbeat embraces skies

Listen to the sweet words
in each golden true letter
How to flow like a river
How to float like a feather

So will you open your sight
to know the truth and right
and will you accept it also
as a believer and a knight

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BS: ((Yusuf Estes is an American preacher from Texas who converted from Christianity to Islam in 1991. He claims to have been a Muslim Chaplain for the United States Bureau of Prisons through the 1990s)).

 

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Ella

I love your poem!

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Ebrahim Alkadi

Thanks a lot Ella, i appreciate your lovely Lunar words.

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Samianda H

Great poem as always Ramadan Kareem dear brother. Have a blessed month 

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Ebrahim Alkadi

thanks my sweet sister, Ramadan Mubarak , wish you a blessed fasting.

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