Ya Ali “Poem”

My father put my last name Ali for some reason

Ya Ali I call for your help

I wear Ali’s name tag on my neck like a shite

Have mercy on my soul O Ali

Your spear was so strong let my soul be sharper

I seek refuge in Ali’s name

People call me Ali here and there

How proud I am of that name O Ali

In deserts your wisdom saves the nomads

Ya Ali all power to your great legacy

Ali Moula Ali moula ali dam dam

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