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I guess we all know What this poem is about It’s really obvious though I know and I doubt We all come back home Mindless of our home It's like a routine Then we eat some poutine But on the other side The people do divide Some poor, some orphans Some sick, some homeless I know it’s really sad But I doubt it’s really bad That’s why we need to help them The Gazans, The Palestinians They have no home or shelter They dream of one cozy like yours One sweet like mine But no They don't have one And they still say Alhamdulillah (All Praises to God) So shouldn't we? Alhumdulillah for our cozy homes Alhamdulillah for our sweet families Alhamdulillah for our yummy food Alhamdulillah for our fresh water Alhamdulillah for our amazing houses Alhamdulillah for everything!